You speak to me in sign language
As I am eating a sandwich in a small cafe
At a quarter to three
But I can't respond to your sign language
You're takin' advantage, you're bringin' me down
Can't you make any sound?
It was there by the bakery, surrounded by fakery
This is my story, still I'm still there
Does she know I still care?
Link Wray was playin' on a jukebox, I was payin'
For the words I was sayin', as I misunderstood
He didn't do me no good
You speak to me in sign language
As I am eating a sandwich in a small cafe
At a quarter to three
I can't respond to your sign language
You're takin' advantage, you're bringin' me down
Can't you make any sound?
(Thank you very mutch!)
