Youll Never Make Love in This Town Again
(Campbell, Deery,
Noyes, Nugent, Santoriello)
Well, you might look like an idol straight from the silver screen
Style like young Brando be a giant like James Dean
Smile is always lurking somewhere on your lips.
The world is out there waiting At your finger tips
Well, I hate to be the one to spoil your fantasy
But you ain't man enough to take my woman from me
I hope you got yourself a date with destiny
You ain't man enough to take my woman from me
Now you sure know how to act and exactly what to say.
You haven't got a clue you should just go away
You don't stand a chance. I can tell that she's amused
You think you're gettin' lucky. I think that you're confused
I hate to be the one to spoil your fantasy
You ain't man enough to take my woman from me
I hope you got yourself a date with destiny
You ain't man enough To take my woman from me
My baby sees through you no matter what you do
She doesn't want your company
And when she leaves, you know where I'm gonna be
I said, I hate to be the one to spoil your fantasy
You ain't man enough to take my woman from me
I hope you got yourself a date with destiny
You ain't man enough to take my woman from me
Oh, you're wearing Armani
To me you look funny
I ain't got your money
But I know my honey and She ain't
gonna dig you
Sharp as a blade
Think you got it made
But man I'm afraid
That your shit is played
And she's just laughin' at you
You might take exception
But it's my contention
You need some correction
So change your direction
And listen while I'm talkin'
I'm tellin' you once And I'm tellin' you twice
If you had half a brain Then you'd take my advice
Tell your story walkin'
You know, I hate to be the one, to spoil your fantasy
You ain't man enough To take my woman from me
I hope you got yourself a date with destiny
You ain't man enough to take my woman from me
Ksiedzu ginela maka. Podejrzewal organiste, wiec postanowil dobrac sie do niego podczas spowiedzi. Podchodzi organista Antek do konfesjonalu, a ksiadz bez wstepow pyta:
- Nie wiesz, kto mi make kradnie?
- Co ksiadz mowi?
- Kto mi make kradnie?
- Tu nic nie slychac - odpowiada sprytny organista.
- Co ty opowiadasz!
- Zamienmy sie miejscami, to zobaczymy.
Zamienili sie miejscami.
- A nie wie ksiadz, kto zaleca sie do mojej zony? - pyta Antek.
- Rzeczywiscie, tu nic nie slychac.
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