Pants, lie on the floor
My girlfriend, she walks through the
I was born in a clogged castle
Filled with water and
We all know that you're back in town
Your old boat
We were tired of the bands with the heavy sound
And
Looking in the mirror
I slicked my hair, I slicked my
I was waiting for you,
holding all the globes in my
Talk about a study of selfishness
He was a hopeless case
Drinking
We were trained by trains
To keep on rollin' down the
One, two, three four!
They told me about the strawberry fields,
living
I'm secretly in love
with the way you wash your hands
after
Gold is in my veins,
gold is in my veins,
but what
I've got ninjas
sitting on a couch in my room.
Days in
There’s a light bulb in your head
and if you break
I was lurking parts of speech
For a year a month
Quickly and quietly they walked,
They passed all the girls
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