Slow Walk Songtext
von Bonnie Tyler
Slow Walk Songtext
Oh, yeah
Mm, hmm, yeah
Wooh
Oh, yeah, yeah
Some people do it when they′re feeling blue
Some people do it when they've got nothing to do
Lovers like to do it on a midnight stroll
And a gambling man will do it when he loses his roll
He′ll do the slow walk
He'll do the slow walk
You don't do a lot of thinking, you don′t talk a lotta talk
You just shuffle them feet and you do the slow walk
Hey
Well, a man will learn to do it if he′s stayed out all night
And he knows he's heading home, he′s in trouble alright
A prisoner learns to do it when he loses that appeal
And he knows when he's through chewing up that last meal
He′ll do the slow walk
He'll do the slow walk
You don′t do a lot of thinking, you don't talk a lotta talk
You just shuffle them feet and you do the slow walk
Walk on, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh
Well, a juvenile delinquent's got a crowbar in the door
Feels tapping on his shoulder, faces seven years or more
That new kid in town got it bad for Betty Lou
But little does he know that all he′ll ever get to do
He′ll do the slow walk
He'll do the slow walk
You don′t do a lot of thinking, you don't talk a lotta talk
You just shuffle them feet and you do the slow walk
(He′ll do the slow walk) yeah, yeah, yeah
(He'll do the) slow walk
You don′t do a lot of thinking, you don't talk a lotta talk
You just shuffle them feet and you do the slow walk
(He'll do the slow walk) oh, yeah
Yeah (he′ll do the) slow walk
You don′t do a lot of thinking, you don't talk a lotta talk
You just shuffle them feet and you do the slow walk
Oh, yeah
Ha, ha
Mm, hmm, yeah
Wooh
Oh, yeah, yeah
Some people do it when they′re feeling blue
Some people do it when they've got nothing to do
Lovers like to do it on a midnight stroll
And a gambling man will do it when he loses his roll
He′ll do the slow walk
He'll do the slow walk
You don't do a lot of thinking, you don′t talk a lotta talk
You just shuffle them feet and you do the slow walk
Hey
Well, a man will learn to do it if he′s stayed out all night
And he knows he's heading home, he′s in trouble alright
A prisoner learns to do it when he loses that appeal
And he knows when he's through chewing up that last meal
He′ll do the slow walk
He'll do the slow walk
You don′t do a lot of thinking, you don't talk a lotta talk
You just shuffle them feet and you do the slow walk
Walk on, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh
Well, a juvenile delinquent's got a crowbar in the door
Feels tapping on his shoulder, faces seven years or more
That new kid in town got it bad for Betty Lou
But little does he know that all he′ll ever get to do
He′ll do the slow walk
He'll do the slow walk
You don′t do a lot of thinking, you don't talk a lotta talk
You just shuffle them feet and you do the slow walk
(He′ll do the slow walk) yeah, yeah, yeah
(He'll do the) slow walk
You don′t do a lot of thinking, you don't talk a lotta talk
You just shuffle them feet and you do the slow walk
(He'll do the slow walk) oh, yeah
Yeah (he′ll do the) slow walk
You don′t do a lot of thinking, you don't talk a lotta talk
You just shuffle them feet and you do the slow walk
Oh, yeah
Ha, ha
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