Find me wrecked in the mornin' I'm waiting for the wheels to get rollin' Starving got a head ache crawling Some say, I'm only harmless Yeah baby, harmless
Praying, waiting for the sunset Complaining, just to hear myself talking Broke down, so lonely-hearted, someday When the show gets going Yes, baby going
And everybody starts singing man he looks a wreck Singing what a charming little mess Singing wonder if he'll see next week
Catch me, down the drain twisted Pinch me, just to see if I'm breathing Bleeding, it's only when I'm singing I know I can never see clearer Oh yes baby, clearer
And everybody starts singing man he looks a wreck Singing what a charming little mess Singing wonder if he'll see next week
And everybody starts singing " man he looks a wreck Singing what a charming little mess Singing I wonder if he'll ever, ever wanna see next week
Singing man he looks a wreck Singing what a charming little mess Singing I wonder if he'll ever, ever wanna see next week
Singing man he looks a wreck Singing what a charming little mess Singing I wonder baby, if he'll ever, gonna see next week
Compositores: Christopher Mark Robinson (BMI), Richard S. Robinson (BMI)Editor: Psychedelic Hippopotamus (BMI)Administração: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #31301995 em 02/Abr/2024