Lyrics - I Have Such A Hard Time Making New Friends
This tender body Just wouldn't have a clue What it could be in for So come on get your shoes on I'll get you what you go through
And all the people Around here every day They go home in the nighttime So come on do your make-up And get me what I'll go through
I'm worth my weight in gold Watching the crowds unfold Late-start velocity Nighttime's making a mess of me
And you hear music Everywhere you go Music's better in the nighttime So come on play a record It'll get you what you go through
I'm worth my weight in gold Watching the crowds unfold Late-start velocity Nighttime's making a mess of me
I'm worth my weight in gold Watching the crowds unfold Late-start velocity Nighttime's making a mess of me Nighttime's making a mess of me Nighttime's making a mess of me Nighttime's making a mess So come on get your shoes on Nighttime's making a mess of me Nighttime's making a mess Nighttime's making a mess Go on get your shoes on Go on get your shoes on
