Don't Mean a Thing - Rydell

Skirts way above the knees

Dressed like you want to freeze

Maybe you’ll go in tonight

But the shoes don’t disguise the height

The waiting, you’re freezing

Just hoping, to see him

But kissing, with feeling

To him it don’t mean a thing

Shaking down on a wall like

The blur of her heart if he called

Then walking home tears from the cold

And wondering if he knows about…

Nothing

Nothing

To him it don’t mean a thing

Nothing