Текст (слова) песни: White Stripes, The - Jumble, Jumble
Jumble jumble all at my house come on over sleep on the couch can`t even see ya look like a mouse
Crumble crumble the bag is brown rip up the paper to hear a sound pick up the pieces up off the ground
tumble tumble on to the floor roll over until your poor wave to me I`m at the door
Why can`t you be nicer to me? somebody`s screaming looking at the ceiling everything`s so funny i don`t have any money people don`t even know me but they know how to show me
why can`t you be nicer to me?
my pride is dying i think i`m all done lying nobody`s sharing so i stop caring all alone and walking nobody`s talking
why can`t you be nicer to me?
well the wind is blowing where am i going off a bridge and falling nobody`s calling on the ground and laying nobody`s praying
why can`t you be nicer to me?
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