Текст песни Rocks

Pretty little girl Sweet sixteen Crying in the dark On the front porch swing She's got a secret she can't keep for long Don't wanna tell her daddy and her mamma She's afraid ehat everybody's gonna say about her Once the truth is known CHORUS Rock, yeah, they're easy to find Everybody knows what's wrong and right Oh, rocks, yeah, who's gonna draw the line Rock, oh, were made to be thrown So ye without sin cast the first stone Dirty old man begging on the street He needs a job if he wants to eat Who's he tryin' to fool with the cardboard sign Whatever you do don't give him any money Everybody knows he ain't really hungry He's just gonna spend it all on wine REPEAT CHORUS Don't talk to him His skin's a different color Two of the same Should never be lovers Don't trust him Because he looks like a thief We don't like them Because of what they believe REPEAT CHORUS