Wicket Fall - Commentary

Careful baby Careful darling You got yourself Into such a mess that You can't get out You made your own bed So what the heck can you Complain about You're seventeen but You talk and you wiggle and walk like You're twenty-four Grown men weepin' A ten point temperature Rise everywhere you go And the fact is BRIDGE: You're so fine that you Fool the people You're so fine that you're Foolin' me You're so fine that you Fool the people Ain't so fine when you Fool your own self baby Look out CHORUS: Such a mess It's a funny situation Sassiness Got you up a tree Sticky Wicket Must confess It's an inside instigation No distress You can talk to me Seven-thirty Morning Mr. Price what a Day for school Bright and early Perfect little disguise for The folks you fool Midnight passion Ain't no surprise to me what You're comin' to There's red light flashin' Look out you're goin' too fast, What you gonna do BRIDGE CHORUS: Such a mess... ...no distress You can change it baby London bridge is fallin' frightful sound You can hear me callin' here's your crown In the game you make a circle just to turn around CHORUS: