Letras
Well if you can't stand the heat
Get out the kitchen
And if you can't move your feet
Then stop your bitchin'
I was a young man
Just thirty-two
When an old brown penny
Told me what to do
It was the end of everything that I knew
It was the end of everything that I knew
Nobody comes
Risking, wanting, waiting every day
Nobody comes
Risking, wanting, waiting every day
You reach out to me but I turn away
You reach out to me but I turn away
Well if you can't stand the heat
Get out the kitchen
And if you can't move your feet
Please stop your bitchin'
I was a young man
Just thirty-two
When an old brown penny
Told me the news
It was the end of everything that I knew
It was the end of everything that I knew
It was the end of everything that I knew
It was the end of everything that I knew
Nobody comes
Risking, wanting, waiting every day
Nobody comes
Risking, wanting, waiting every day
You reach out to me but I turn away
You reach out to me but I turn away