frank turner – Mr Richards scritto da admin 22 Gennaio 2016 When I walk through a jam, no one knows who I am, Put your head on my chest, and I am Mr. Success. Never closed me a deal, all at once I’m a wheel, Just your head on my chest, and I’m Mr. Success. Why I once knew a worrying man, he was a hurrying man, With never a second to play, He had appointments to keep, people to meet, And it took her the hour to make him a day, Not for me, not what I wanna be, Just your head on my chest, and I’m Mr. Success. (instrumental) Why, I once knew a worrying man, he was a hurrying man, With never a second to play, He had appointments to keep, lots of people to meet, And it took her the hour to make him a day, Not for me, not what I wanna be, Put my love to the test, that’s when I’m at my best, Cause with you, pretty baby, standing by my side, I couldn’t be a failure even if I tried, Cause you make me Mr. Success.