Слова
Hey
What's it to ya
You're looking like
You'd rather be
Pushing up petunias
You don't have to say a word
Your face tells me everything
You don't have to say a word
I'll think that you're brown-nosing
You don't have to say a word
Your faith tells me everything
You don't have to say a word
I'll think that you're brown-nosing
Hey
What's it to ya
You're still looking like
You'd rather be
Pushing up petunias
You don't have to say a word
Your face tells me everything
You don't have to say a word
I'll think that you're brown-nosing
You don't have to say a word
Your faith tells me everything
You don't have to say a word
I'll think that you're brown-nosing
Why are you dead inside
Why are you dead inside
Why are you dead inside
Please tell me why
Written by: Collin Alexander Skeen, Diana Jean Burden
