A man alone is no man to be
His need to find a same sympathy
Thus he strolls along unwillingly
Yes he walks alone unwillinglyA man alone is no man to be
His need to find a same sympathy
Thus he strolls along sidewalk to street
Yes he walks alone sidewalk to streetThen she comes from the park of
Tall tulip trees
And she comes from the place
So beautifullyThen she comes from the place
Grace has sent she
And she comes from the place
ElegantlyAnd shes more than one
Shes more than two
Shes more than three
Shes more than four
Shes more than five
Shes more than six
Shes more than eight
Shes Seven Beauties
Shes more than that
Shes Seven BeautiesA man alone is no man to be
What luck to find escape from deciet
Thus he strolls along so purposefully
Yes he walks alone so purposefullyA man alone is no man to be
What luck to find escape from deciet
Thus he strolls along sidewalk to street
Yes he walks alone sidewalk to street