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Текст песни: Dudes'll step to you with a corny line
Askin' for your name sayin', "What's your sign?"
You turn around like boy, quit talkin' to me, yeah
He could pick you up in a limousine
You'd look back like what'd you mean?
Just worried 'bout more important things
Boys are noncommittal, always in the middle
It bothers you a little, bothers you a little
Why can't we be like mom and dad? Man
You don't wanna settle but didn't you get the memo?
You only get a date if you're walkin' in stilettos
This is enough to drive you mad
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back to me
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back to me
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and then dance with me
Write her up, maybe out of touch
You only see schmucks and you really had enough
It's not adding up and you just don't understand
Straight shooter, he's a straight shooter
Cut to the chase and he asked if he could do ya
PS, he had a ring on his left hand
Boys are noncommittal, always in the middle
It bothers you a little, bothers you a little
Why can't we be like mom and dad? Man
You don't wanna settle but didn't you get the memo?
You only get a date if you're walkin' in stilettos
This is enough to drive you mad
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back to me
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back to me
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and then dance with me
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and then dance with me
Askin' for your name sayin', "What's your sign?"
You turn around like boy, quit talkin' to me, yeah
He could pick you up in a limousine
You'd look back like what'd you mean?
Just worried 'bout more important things
Boys are noncommittal, always in the middle
It bothers you a little, bothers you a little
Why can't we be like mom and dad? Man
You don't wanna settle but didn't you get the memo?
You only get a date if you're walkin' in stilettos
This is enough to drive you mad
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back to me
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back to me
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and then dance with me
Write her up, maybe out of touch
You only see schmucks and you really had enough
It's not adding up and you just don't understand
Straight shooter, he's a straight shooter
Cut to the chase and he asked if he could do ya
PS, he had a ring on his left hand
Boys are noncommittal, always in the middle
It bothers you a little, bothers you a little
Why can't we be like mom and dad? Man
You don't wanna settle but didn't you get the memo?
You only get a date if you're walkin' in stilettos
This is enough to drive you mad
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back to me
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back to me
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and then dance with me
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and it all comes back
If you think romance is dead and gone, whoa, whoa
Find an old jukebox full of 45s
Pop a nickel in and then dance with me
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