Uptown Stomp
That Little Hazel
Take her arms and sew them up, our time is running out
She wants a dream to stalk about, our time is running out
And take my arms and carve her name, our time is running out
She wants a boy to dream about, our time is running out
Don't say anything
Her lip falls down
Her eyelids shake
Love me and no other one
Don't say anything
From Paroles Mania