We all walk in the same shoes
On the same side of the street
With sore toes and elbows
From running on the train
But you're nice, I don't mind Standing next to you
For the day, for the year
My friends say I stung my hands
It's not true, it's not true, it's not true
Well I worked real hard
I tried my best
But this thing turned out a mess
I don't like to sit on my hands
And if I saw you and I said it
Would you even understand it?
My weakness is that I like to laugh
Well, yes I want you
Yes I need you
Yes I want to sleep beside you
Now at least you know where we stand
Yes I want you
Yes I need you
Yes I want to sleep beside you
Now at least you know where we stand