Текст песни Eagles - Certain Kind of Fool
Eagles - Certain Kind of Fool слова песни
He was a poor boy, raised in a small familyHe kinda had a craving for somethin no one else could seeThey say that he was crazy,The kind that no lady should meetHe ran out to the city and wandered around in the streetHe wants to dance, oh yeah,He wants to sing, oh yeah,He wants to see the lights a flashin and listenTo the thunder ringHe saw it in a windowThe mark of a new kind of manHe kinda liked the feeling, so shiny and smooth in his handHe took it to the country and practiced for days without restAnd then one day he felt if,He knew he could stand with the bestThey got respect, oh yeah,He wants the same, oh yeah,And its a certain kind of fool whoLike to hear the sound of his own nameOo...A poster on a storefront, the picture of a wanted manHe had a reputation spreading like fire throughout the landIt wasnt for the money, at least it didnt star t that wayIt wasnt for the runnin , but now hes runnin everyday