Tytuł: Ain't it sad

• Wykonawca: Squeeze
• Wyświetleń: 210

No cameras, no lights, no stars in my eyes
   And no way of getting through to you
   No writing, nor call with a two-time tart
   And no way to make a dream come true
   Walking up the street, take a hold of my hand
   Its just a postcard of the place I knew
   Because ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
   Ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
   Funny little things I thought I never had
   No afternoon cafe(?), missing english and math
   And off to the slammin' summer coast
   No waiter, no tips no movies, no scripts
   And no way of getting into my post
   Riding up the street take a hold of my wheel
   Its just a life time and I make the most
   Because ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
   Ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
   Funny little things I thought I never had
  
   Because ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
   Ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
   Funny little things I thought I never had
   No walking down the beach, no girls left to speak
   And no time to mess around with a kiss
   No wlaking her home, when she is feeling alone
   And no time to get her under the peir
   Running up the steets, you can catch us if you can
   This is my lifetime and I will not fear
   Because ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
   Ain't you sad girl, ain't it sad
   Funny little things I thought I never had
   Funny little things I thought I never had
   Funny little things I thought I never had