Paroles de Percussion baby

Percussion baby Walking down the street Preattiest lady that you'll ever meet Percussion baby On the cover of a magazine The loveliest lady that you've ever seen But don't say maybe 'cos I'm not a little boy Percussion baby Don't treat me like a toy 'cos everyday is Sunday When you're so full of joy Percussion baby, I'm not your little boy Percussion baby I don't want to see you fade away Leaving right now here Is the best way Percussion baby Hear you walk away I hear the tip,tap,tapping Of your high heels Saying...you're going away Never on a Sunday When I feel you're no more here Percussion baby I'm so full of fear You never said maybe But I'm not your little toy Oooh, percussion baby I'm not your little boy