|Performed By:||The Carpenters|
Music & Lyrics: Neil Young Who's that stompin' all over my face Where's that sillouhette I'm tryin' to trace Who's puttin' sponge in the bells I once rung and takin' my gypsy before she's begun Just singin' and dreamin' of what's in my mind Before I can take home what's rightfully mine Joinin' and a listenin' and talkin' in rhyme To stop at the feelin' to wait for the time Who's sayin' "Baby, they don't mean a thing" 'cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing And who's all hung up on that happiness thing Who's tryin' to tune all the bells that he rings Who's in the corner and down on the floor With pencil and paper just countin' the score Who's tryin' to act like he's just in between The night isn't black if you know that it's green Don't bother lookin', you're too blind to see Who's comin' on like he wanted to be Who's sayin' "Baby, they don't mean a thing" 'cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing And who's comin' home on old 95 who's got the feelin' you're here to keep him alive Though havin' and sharin' it ain't quite the same, Paint a gold nugget you can't lay a claim Who's seein' eyes through the crack in the floor There it is baby don't you worry no more who should be sleepin', but 's writin' this song Wishin' and hopin' he works so damn long Who's sayin', "Baby they don't mean a thing" 'cause nowadays Clancy can't even sing.
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