Sangtekst: Jim Croce. Bombs Over Puerto Rico. What Do People Do.

Tell me, what do people do

When there ain't nothin' to do?

When there's nobody else around to do

Nothin' with or to

Have you ever been in that position in a small town motel room

Where the diners all close at nine

And the trucks keep a rollin' by

And you just can't get to sleep
Even though there's nothin' on your mind?




Tell me what do people say
When there ain't nothin' to say?

When there's nobody else around to help you pass the time of day


Have you ever stared at the ceiling
Till you thought you'd lose your mind


Looked for a wall that you could climb

Still you just can't get to sleep
Even tho' there's nothin' on your mind?




Have you ever been stuck in a small town motel

Lookin' all around but there ain't nothin' to see

In a never endin' mind bendin', troublin' position

Sayin' why did it happen to me?



Tell me, what do people do


When there ain't nothin' to do?

When there's nobody else around to do

Nothin' with or to

Have you ever been in that position in a small town motel room
Where the diners all close at nine



And the trucks keep a rollin' by
And you just can't get to sleep
Even though there's nothin' on your mind?




Tell me, what do people do

When there ain't nothin' to do?

When there's nobody else around to do

Nothin' with or to

Hope you never in that position in a small town motel room
Where the diners all close at nine

And the trucks keep a rollin' by


Till you just can't get to sleep

Even though there's nothin' on your mind?