You really think that innocence Is just a word When you smile at me it seems So absurd
You’re so full of ambition Pride and desire If I told you it’s all meaningless Would you call me a liar
And it don’t mean a thing
Record company mogul Queuing in your room Makes you so excited It makes you swoon
You trip the light fantastic And think you are the Queen Then somebody tells you That you can’t even sing
And it don’t mean a thing
I’ll miss you like a matchbox That’s gone off in my face Lost your marbles long ago Now you’re off in space
The prison wardens ghetto blaster Is making quite a noise Well the day you lost everything You lost your equipoise
And it don’t mean a thing And it don’t mean a thingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
