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• Artiste: Blues Traveler
• Titre: 100 Years
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The sun is warm as the day is long I just got the feeling I can do no wrong I've got a long way to walk Can't afford my next meal I tell a few lies but my hunger is real And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years Mademoiselle tell me do you play Well, if she shakes her head, well then that's okay I watch her walk away in haste There's just no accounting for some people's taste, And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years Big angry man in the doorway there Just keep on walking like I don't care Why you giving such an evil eye Could it be you were ignored by every passerby And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years Play in the park for tobacco and food Then I excuse myself but they think I'm rude Tourist don't want me to end his show But this colorful attraction got places to go And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years Sit at the pier watch the sun go down Another lost little boy in a big old town I want to laugh I want to cry But no matter how hard I may try It won't mean a thing in a hundred years No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years It won't mean a thing in a hundred years No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years