Handle With Care Songtext
von Electric Light Orchestra
Handle With Care Songtext
There′s here one now from one of other groups
Called The Traveling Wilburys
Thank you
And it's called "Handle With Care"
Been beat up and battered ′round
Been sent up, and I've been shot down
You're the best thing that I′ve ever found
Handle me with care
Reputations changeable
Situations tolerable
But baby, you′re adorable
Handle me with care
I'm so tired of being lonely
I still have some love to give
Won′t you show me that you really care
Everybody's got somebody to lean on
Put your body next to mine, and dream on
I′ve been fobbed off, and I've been fooled
I′ve been robbed and ridiculed
In day care centers and night schools
Handle me with care
Been stuck in airports, terrorized
Sent to meetings, hypnotized
Overexposed, commercialized
Handle me with care
I'm so tired of being lonely
I still have some love to give
Won't you show me that you really care
Everybody′s got somebody to lean on
Put your body next to mine, and dream on
I′ve been uptight and made a mess
But I'll clean it up myself, I guess
Oh, the sweet smell of success
Handle me with care
Called The Traveling Wilburys
Thank you
And it's called "Handle With Care"
Been beat up and battered ′round
Been sent up, and I've been shot down
You're the best thing that I′ve ever found
Handle me with care
Reputations changeable
Situations tolerable
But baby, you′re adorable
Handle me with care
I'm so tired of being lonely
I still have some love to give
Won′t you show me that you really care
Everybody's got somebody to lean on
Put your body next to mine, and dream on
I′ve been fobbed off, and I've been fooled
I′ve been robbed and ridiculed
In day care centers and night schools
Handle me with care
Been stuck in airports, terrorized
Sent to meetings, hypnotized
Overexposed, commercialized
Handle me with care
I'm so tired of being lonely
I still have some love to give
Won't you show me that you really care
Everybody′s got somebody to lean on
Put your body next to mine, and dream on
I′ve been uptight and made a mess
But I'll clean it up myself, I guess
Oh, the sweet smell of success
Handle me with care
Writer(s): Roy Orbison, Bob Dylan, Jeff Lynne, Tom Petty, George Harrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com