Paroles de Psychos On The Street

Sentimental lover What a shame he's such a sensitive man 'Cos he tries to be as hard as he can Doesn't like to show the pain Independent loner He's the kind of man that won't let you down Has a laugh when all the boys are around 'Cos he likes to play the game Oh isn't he nice Oh terribly nice Oh paying the price On the street, on the street, on the street where you live There's a body in trouble with a message to give On the street, psychos on the street On the street, psychos on the street Fascinating fellow He's the man they call the mystery mind What a shame he's such a singular kind When he opens up the door Mother loving hero Sends a card whenever he's out of town Wouldn't dream of bringing anyone down 'Cos he doesn't like to score Oh isn't he good Oh awfully good Oh misunderstood On the street, on the street, on the street where you live There's a body in trouble with a message to give On the street, psychos on the street On the street, psychos on the street Look at the way that he catch your eye Oh my oh my such a wonderful guy around you I don't know why you feel the way you do Oh isn't he nice Oh terribly nice Oh paying the price On the street, on the street, on the street where you live There's a body in trouble with a message to give On the street, psychos on the street On the street, psychos on the street On the street, psychos on the street On the street, psychos on the street