Lyrics
hear what i say, see what i do, believe me now i'm all over you, all over you, i know a place, a certain very tender spot, to have and to hold, to have and have not, listening to the sad song that the radio plays, have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche, let them talk, let them talk, let them all talk, oh yeah we're killing time, just to keep you clocking on, these are the best years of your life, now they're here and gone, do the world a service, and you could do yourself a favour, whose tongue now is tasting last week's flavour, our day will come, when you have squandered all your youth, to have and to hold, a stranger to the truth, listening to the sad song that the radio plays, have we come this fa-fa-fa to find a soul cliche, let them talk
Song details
Artist: costello, elvis