Am gasit cel mai potrivit remediu pentru lucrurile ce raman in cap cate o zi intreaga. Sunt lucrurile care raman in cap cu anii, iar frazeologia muzicala e doar cel mai la indemana mediu in care le testez. S-ar putea sa aiba un efect si asupra durerilor de cap, iar despre aplicabilitatea in largi proiecte de inginerie sociala nici nu indraznesc sa visez.
I’m thinkin’ about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
I’m thinkin’ about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
I’m thinkin’ about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
Yeah, I been thinkin’ about my doorbell
Oh, well
Well women and children need kisses
Not the man in my life I know
And I been goin’ to Mister and Miss
I respect the art at the show
Take back what you said little girl
And while you’re at it take yourself back too
I’m tired of sittin’ and waitin’
Woman, whatcha gonna do now, whatcha gonna do about it
You don’t seem to come around
Point your finger and make a sound
You don’t seem to come around
Knock knock since you knocked it down
Oh, well
Make a sound and I’ll make you feel right
Right at home
Right at home
You know you got me waiting in vain,
How come it’s so easy to you?
You don’t strike me as the type to be callous
But your words seem so obtuse
But then again I know you feel guilty
And you tell me you want me again
But I don’t need any of your pity
I got plenty of my own friends
They’re all above me
And I’ve been thinkin’ about my doorbell…
Oh, well
They don’t seem to come around
Point your finger and make a sound
They don’t seem to come around
Maybe they they’ll knock ‘em down
Oh, well
Make a sound and I’ll make you feel right
Right at home
Right at home
I’m thinkin’ about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
I’m thinkin’ about my doorbell, oh, oh well
