Testo What's Wrong with Me - Terry Hall
Testo della canzone What's Wrong with Me (Terry Hall), tratta dall'album Home
I've got a box full of matches but the fires won't burn
I've got a cartload of monkeys, the wheels won't turn
I've got a head full of nothing, never seem to learn
Anything anymore
I've got a bag full of promises I can't keep
And a hundred reasons why I don't sleep
I've got a lot of friends that I don't see
Maybe that's what friends are for
And you can do anything that you want to me
Cut off my legs and call me Shorty
Love me although I'm fat and almost 33
What's wrong with me?
I've got a pocket full of secrets that I can't hide
A mind and a mouth that's open wide
Why does nobody ever look inside?
They just see what they want to see
You've got the gift of the gab, you're fab and full of wit
A beautiful face that always fits
So give me a break and say a big hello to me
And I will give you the life I know you're used to
Give you the choice I know you'd choose and
What you'll get is all of me saying
"Howdy-do, what's wrong with you?"
Hey, with the help of God and a few Marines
I'll get there someday
Hey, by the way, I hope you're okay
All I want to do is make your dreams come true
I want to be the king of every country
Kiss a different girl each month
When your head rules your heart
You never start to understand the score
So do anything that you want to me
Cut off my legs and call me Shorty
Love me although I'm fat and almost 33
What's wrong with me?
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Writer(s): Terry Hall, Nick Heyward
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