Слова:
Dolly Parton Straight Talk

me - for simple straight talkin' What's cookin', America? Straight talk, Straight talk Straight talk, Straight talk So come on let's talk turkey, just straight

me - for simple straight talkin' What's cookin', America? Straight talk, Straight talk Straight talk, Straight talk So come on let's talk turkey, just straight

When I look at you I melt like a candle You light a fire in me What am I to do I just hope I can handle The heat and the smoke blinding me This feeling

Blue me, blue me Blue is the color That fits best on me I'm blue Just as blue as can be Blue me, Blue me I cry And I die I lie awake at night And I

I feel so out of place here With this high society These high fallutin' people Don't know what to make of me I feel like a minnow in a sea of Moby Dicks

midnight And I lie awake in bed Things my Daddy told me Keep running through my head You gotta walk the straight and narrow And to thine own self be true Gotta aim straight

Stand back, and give me room And listen to that beat I got the music in my soul And the rhythm in my feet When I hear the music You won't catch me standing