Testi musica canzoni

Man comes to the door - I say, "For whom are you looking?"He says, "Your wife", I say, "She's busy in the kitchen cookin'."Poor boy - where you been?I already tol' you - won't tell you againI say, "How much you want for that?" I go into the storeThe man says, "Three dollars", "All right", I say, "Will you take four?"Poor boy - never say die.Things will be all right by and byBeen workin' on the mainline - workin' like the devilThe game is the same - it's just up on a different levelPoor boy - dressed in blackPolice at your backPoor boy in a red hot townOut beyond the twinklin' starsRidin' first class trains - making the roundsTryin' to keep from fallin' between the carsOthello told Desdemona, "I'm cold, cover me with a blanket.By the way, what happened to that poison wine?"She says, "I gave it to you, you drank it."Poor boy, layin' 'em straight - pickin' up the cherries fallin' off the plateTime and love has branded me with its clawsHad to go to Florida, dodgin' them Georgia lawsPoor boy, in the hotel called the Palace of GloomCalls down to room service, says, "Send up a room"My mother was a daughter of a wealthy farmerMy father was a traveling salesman, I never met himWhen my mother died, my uncle took me in - he ran a funeral parlorHe did a lot of nice things for me and I won't forget himAll I know is that I'm thrilled by your kissI don't know any more than thisPoor boy, pickin' up sticksBuild ya a house out of mortar and bricksKnockin' on the door, I say, "Who is it and where are you from?"Man says, "Freddy!" I say, "Freddy who?" He says, "Freddy or not here I come."Poor boy 'neath the stars that shineWashin' them dishes, feedin' them swinemore