Jump, Little Children
Jump, Little Children - Quiet songtekst
Je score:
She came in the back door With her heart on her sleeve If I had even noticed would've asked her to leave But I was too far away from the scene of the crime Just me and a cup of hot sleepytime Reading the latest biography Hoping that it might be someone like me Just to find me a way out of my head But let's forget all that, cause it's time for bed She came in the back door with her heart in her hand And she was quiet as the old dusty baby grand And I was half asleep in the candlelight That hot cup of tea did me just right She was slipping around through open doors Two white socks on the hardwood floors As she sat herself down behind the keys And she played and she played as loud as she pleased And I said... Oh... my... CHORUS Whoever you are you've gone to far Cause I need my precious peace and Quiet Open wide and you come inside To disturb my precious peace and Quiet I love the way that you play But I need my precious peace and Quiet I'd kick you out with my scream and shout But I just can't seem to do it So I jumped out of bed with my heart in my throat And I picked up my heels so I could get your goat Cause I remember the last time you did this trick You had me spooking around with a candlestick Peace and quiet that's what I had But you, you can't help but being bad Through the back door with your heart in your hand And you take your favorite seat behind the baby grand She came in the back door with her heart on a string And she kicked off the dust and she made it sing And I'm down the stairs in a squint of an eye Just to see what's up and to see just why Someone busted down my back door And snuck across that kitchen floor And is playing a tune while I'm counting sheep And it sure is pretty but I can't sleep And I said... Oh... my... Chorus Who do you think you are?(x12) She came in the back door With her heart on her sleeve If I had even noticed would've asked her to leave But I was too far away from the scene of the crime Just me and a cup of hot sleepytime Reading the latest biography Hoping that it might be someone like me Just to find me a way out of my head But let's forget all that cause it's time for bed