nowadays clancy can't even sing

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  şöyle gelsin.
  
  who's that stomping all over my face
  where's that silhouette ı'm trying to trace
  who's putting sponge in the bells ı once rung
  and taking my gypsy before she's begun
  to singing in the meaning of what's in my mind
  before ı can take home what's rightfully mine
  joinin' and listenin' and talkin' in rhymes
  stoppin' the feeling to wait for the times
  who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
  'cause nowadays clancy can't even sing
  and who's all hung-up on that happiness thing
  who's trying to tune all the bells that he rings
  and who's in the corner and down on the floor
  with pencil and paper just counting the score
  who's trying to act like he's just in between
  the line isn't black, if you know that it's green
  don't bother looking, you're too blind to see
  who's coming on like he wanted to be
  who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
  'cause nowadays clancy can't even sing
  and who's coming home on the old nine-to-five
  who's got the feeling that he came alive
  though havin' it, sharin' it ain't quite the same
  painted gold nugget, you can't lay a claim
  who's seeing eyes through the crack in the floor
  there it is baby, don't you worry no more
  who should be sleepin', but is writing this song
  wishin' and a-hopin' he weren't so damned wrong
  who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
  'cause nowadays clancy can't even sing
  who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
  'cause nowadays clancy can't even s musixmatch
  who's that stomping all over my face
  where's that silhouette ı'm trying to trace
  who's putting sponge in the bells ı once rung
  and taking my gypsy before she's begun
  to singing in the meaning of what's in my mind
  before ı can take home what's rightfully mine
  joinin' and listenin' and talkin' in rhymes
  stoppin' the feeling to wait for the times
  who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
  'cause nowadays clancy can't even sing
  and who's all hung-up on that happiness thing
  who's trying to tune all the bells that he rings
  and who's in the corner and down on the floor
  with pencil and paper just counting the score
  who's trying to act like he's just in between
  the line isn't black, if you know that it's green
  don't bother looking, you're too blind to see
  who's coming on like he wanted to be
  who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
  'cause nowadays clancy can't even sing
  and who's coming home on the old nine-to-five
  who's got the feeling that he came alive
  though havin' it, sharin' it ain't quite the same
  painted gold nugget, you can't lay a claim
  who's seeing eyes through the crack in the floor
  there it is baby, don't you worry no more
  who should be sleepin', but is writing this song
  wishin' and a-hopin' he weren't so damned wrong
  who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
  'cause nowadays clancy can't even sing
  who's saying baby, that don't mean a thing
  'cause nowadays clancy can't even sing.