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I pray that I won't see the sun
I’ve got a pocket full of gum – Yum!
It matters if you steal or run when you’re young

I was a pin eyed boy (I lied)

Don’t call me, count the cookies type
I take what’s mine, I know what’s right
And its right

I was a pin eyed boy (I lied)

Rocking Charlie Horse on a jet plane
Slide the gas clouds through the window
See the rain fall through the window

I was a pin eyed boy (I lied)
I pray that I won't see the sun   I’ve got a pocket full of gum – Yum!   It matters if you steal or run when you’re young      I was a pin eyed boy (I lied)       Don’t call me, count the cookies type   I take what’s mine, I know what’s right   And its right      I was a pin eyed boy (I lied)      Rocking Charlie Horse on a jet plane   Slide the gas clouds through the window   See the rain fall through the window      I was a pin eyed boy (I lied)