7.I'm No Good
Lyricist：Michael Holt, Jonathan Cliff Powell
She was lookin' all sad and lonely
Like she lost her one and only
And I was broke and had nothin' to do
Standin' by the soda machine
She looked so pretty, she looked so clean
And when I saw her, you know, I couldn't let go
Record on the jukebox gettin' old
The only thing she knows
Is what she's told
I was standin' all by myself
Didn't matter to no one else
Well, I was standin' all by myself
Hangin' out at the tastee freeze
She caught my eye like a disease
And all her friends are tellin' her that I'm no good
It makes me smile, yeah, it makes me laugh
They frown on me and they walk right past
But not her, they were gone and there she stood
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