webb wilder
no great shakes
Why you let me get this close I can't say Close but no cigar, it's still too far away If I reach for you, will you run? If I tag along, will I spoil the fun? If I play it cool, will you think I'm playin' dumb?  My mind tumbles when I talk to you You wouldn't think it would be so hard to do You're a nightingale, I'm a mockingbird Every song I sing is a song you've heard When it comes to love, guess, I just ain't got the word  I'm no great shakes at reading your mind No great shakes at sayin' my lines Show me a sign, give me a clue Tell me what it takes to get through to you  The crystal ball ain't all it's cracked up to be The psychic hotline, hell, that's way too deep for me But there's no lip service I won't pay No cliche that I won't say There's no rhyme that I won't lay on you  Still I'm no great shakes at reading your mind No great shakes at standin' in line Give me a sign, show me a clue Tell me what it takes to get through to you  No great shakes at reading your mind No great shakes at standin' in line Give me a sign, show me a clue Tell me what it takes, no great Shakes  At readin' your mind No great shakes, no great Shakes Bidin' my time, tell me, what it takes Cause I'm no great shakes