Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What's Wrong with Me, artist - Terry Hall. Album song Home, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 11.09.1994
Record label: Anxious
Song language: English
What's Wrong with Me |
I’ve got a box full of matches but the fires won’t burn |
A cartload of monkeys, the wheels won’t turn |
A head full of nothing, I never seem to learn anything anymore |
I’ve got a bag full of promises I can’t keep |
A hundred reasons why I don’t sleep |
A lot of friends that I don’t see |
Maybe that’s what friends are for |
And you can do anything that you want to me |
Cut off my legs and call me shorty |
Love me although I’m fat and almost thirty-three |
What’s wrong with me? |
I’ve got a pocket full of secrets that I can’t hide |
A mind and a mouth that’s open wide |
Nobody ever looks inside |
They just see what they want to see |
You’ve got the gift of the gab, you’re fab and full of wit |
A beautiful face that always fits |
So give me a break and say a big hello to me |
And I will give you the life I know you’re used to |
Give me the choice I know you’d choose and |
What you get is all of me |
Saying «Howdy Doo, what’s wrong with you?» |
Hey, and with the help of God and a few marines |
I’ll get there someday |
Hey, by the way I hope you’re OK |
All I want to do |
Is make your dreams come true |
I want to be the King of every country |
Kiss a different girl each month, but |
When your head rules your heart |
You never start to understand the score |
And you can do anything that you want to me |
Cut off my legs and call me shorty |
Love me although I’m fat and almost thirty-three |
What’s wrong with me? |