Songtext zu 'People' von Chester French

There are a lot of lonely people
Who're sleeping in the city tonight, tonight.
And even lining up outside the club
And looking for a love that is right, is right.
And if you wanna meet a girl then you should
Go into a grocery store, your store.
And just find somebody's mommy who can squeeze you
In between all the chores, she's bored.

Say, no, no, no, no
No one's ever gonna find us,
So you might as well come play, woah.
No, no, no, no,
No one's ever gonna find us,
So you might as well come play.

Now every time I see a dime I ask myself
If she is really the one, the one.
Or is she just another shortie with a
Fatty cake inside of that bun, that bun.
But you're a different type, oh yeah girl you
Can understand the meaning of life, of life.
And I would give you all my lovin'
If you wernt already somebody's wife, his wife.

Say, no, no, no, no
No one's ever gonna find us
So you might as well come play, woah.
No, no, no, no,
No one's ever gonna find us
So you might as well come play.

Oh no, no you're not to old,
You got me sold, you got me sold.
Well, oh no, no you're not to old.
You got me sold, you got me sold.
Oh no, no you're not to old,
You got me sold, you got me sold.
Yeah, yeah, you're the one
But I know I could be your son.
No, no, no, no,
No one's ever gonna find us
So you might as well come play.
No, no, no, no,
No one's ever gonna find us
So you might as well come play.