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.