Lletres: Zutons. Six Foot Man.

A boy was born six feet tall,

Got no lovin' at all,

Had to run it through my life,

Had to go from place to place,

People recognise my face,

I'm the moody man you ever ever seen,



THEN one day I placed a bet,

With the money I had left,

I knew what the future held for me,

Through all the suffering and the pain,

There's one thing that I've gained,

It's the patience that I now will see.



Poor boy,

Rich boy,

WELL What you gonna do boy?

Now that you have taken all the,

TOYSSS

OHHH OH OH OH OHHHHH OH OH OHHHHHH



I know that next week,

I will get a lucky streak,

I had one more lot of reef for him to pounce,

Seems things change so fast,

I hear that you've got cash,

So does everysingle moon in this town.

NOW I've got my limousine,

And the yacht on the stream,

And the thousand fans of day to day pass by,



Through all the suffering and the pain,

There's one thing I've gained,

That I was a poor boy,

Now I'm a rich boy,

Well what you gonna do boy?

Now that you have taken all the TOYSSS!



THREE FOUR!