Good morning, Mister Blue We've got our eyes on you The evidence is clear, that you've been scheming You like to steal away And while away the day You'd like to spend an hour dreaming What will it take, to whip you into line A broken heart A broken head It can be arranged It can be arranged Step softly, Mister Blue We know what's best for you We know where your precious dreams will take you You've got a slot to fill And fill that slot you will You'll learn to love it, or we'll break you What will it take, to whip you into line A broken heart A broken head It can be arranged It can be arranged Be careful, Mister Blue This phase you're going through Can lead you nowhere else but to disaster Excuse us while we grin You've worn our patience thin It's time to show you who's your master Don't worry, Mister Blue We'll take good care of you Just think of it as sense and not surrender But never think again That you can think again Or you'll get something you'll remember What will it take, to whip you into line A broken heart A broken head It can be arranged It can be arrangedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
