Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: New York Dolls. Lonely Planet Boy.

Oh, it's hard
It's so hard

And it's a lonely planet joy
When, when the song from your other boys
That's when I'm a lonely planet boy
I'm tryin', baby, for your love

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Oh, you pick me up
You're outta drivin' in your car
When I tell you where I'm goin'
Always tellin' me it's to far

But how could you be drivin'
Down by my home
When ya know, I ain't got one
And I'm, I'm so all alone

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Oh, it's a lonely planet joy
When, when the song from your other boys
That's when I'm a lonely planet boy
I'm tryin', oh, I'm cryin', baby, for your love

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
Oh, it's so lonely
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Oh, can't you hear me callin'?
I'm a thousand miles away
And I don't wanna stay
I'm thinkin' words I gotta say

'Cause I wanna be there witcha
And I know what to bring
I remember from the days
You got all over everything

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Oh, it's a lonely planet joy
When the song from your other boys
That's when I'm a lonely planet boy
I'm tryin', oh, I'm cryin'
Can't ya see I'm dyin', baby, for your love?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah

Now you're lonely