As she walks near me my blood feels the chance nAll spinning and swirling it yearns for the dance nTo become part of me poor one to take part of her nnDon't say that tomorrow will bring me her love nDon't let me wait for words undestined from above nLet me laugh through her fingers and smile through her hair nLet me love the one I see for I know that she's there nFor tomorrow and today aren't here anymore nnLalalalala nSing songs for pennies tip my hat couldn't get many nAll around the city are the troubadours nnLalalalala nSing songs for pennies tip my hat couldn't get many nAll around the city see the troubadours nnSinging songs sadly sing songs so lonely nAll around the city see the troubadours nnAs she steps near me my blood feels the chance nAll spinning and whirling it yearns for the dance nTo take part of her fair one nTo know part of hern