Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I give you stars and lay them under your own In the night, there is a nightingale But one more day, when she wakes up She will ask you where you've been If you want to be a journalist, you have to be a good one Then you have to be a good man with a lot of knowledge Then you have to be a good man with a lot of knowledge Then you have to be a good man with a lot of knowledge I give you stars and lay them under your own In the night, there is a nightingale But one more day, when she wakes up I give you stars and lay them under your own
