Barenaked Ladies
New Kid (On The Block)
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Текст песни New Kid (On The Block)
Words and Music by Scott Dibble, Steven Page & Ed
Robertson
I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sore.
'Cause you can see my face in the window of every store.
You can buy my lunchbox, and you can wear my clothes,
You can remember my name just as plain as the face under
your nose.
I'm a New Kid on the Block,
'Though I may not be Johann Sebastian Bach.
So we may not write the songs we sing,
But look at Elvis, he sold his soul and you crowned him
King.
I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sad,
You see, I've got everything that I always wished I had.
I thank my managers and I thank the screaming girls,
I thank my hairdresser for giving me such beautiful curls.
Now I'm a New Kid on the Block,
Well, I'm twenty-three and they won't let me grow up.
I went down, to register for the draft,
Well I got up to the counter and the lady there just laughed.
Robertson
I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sore.
'Cause you can see my face in the window of every store.
You can buy my lunchbox, and you can wear my clothes,
You can remember my name just as plain as the face under
your nose.
I'm a New Kid on the Block,
'Though I may not be Johann Sebastian Bach.
So we may not write the songs we sing,
But look at Elvis, he sold his soul and you crowned him
King.
I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sad,
You see, I've got everything that I always wished I had.
I thank my managers and I thank the screaming girls,
I thank my hairdresser for giving me such beautiful curls.
Now I'm a New Kid on the Block,
Well, I'm twenty-three and they won't let me grow up.
I went down, to register for the draft,
Well I got up to the counter and the lady there just laughed.
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