Splashes if we pray, it splashes, wind flaps in the night Papa says it doesn't, mama knows it shouldn't And we are gonna have to call on rah, moo rah
Good day outside Tribe of life and mine and yours You're so good and natural Arms appeal Cause your so close Close to I And eyeing my face So I can take
Is there one sweet one that I must Reach for then I'm done Is perfection a place, or just a Glimpse at hard work's face (repeat) Out amongst the music
I I I Muffin Muffin I I Muffin Muffin I I Oh Oh Must Be Dreamin' I Smell Muffins! Happens Everytime I help sort the berries for Pepperidge Farm muffins
Weeeeeee Ooooooohhh WEEEEEEeeee OOHHHH OOHHH EEEEEEeeee (ah ha ha ha ha) (repeat chorus)
What I need Is good advice Cooked on plates of ground meat Rubber hands and silly friends Pasted on my wall. Someone salt A sweet sea soup That I could
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Pretending I ate my Ice cream until the EG People I see Can make us invisible See the things that haven't seen you lately (okay) I was approaching
i hope you can stand it for ten minutes huuuurm huuuuurm hurrm huurm...
he hates chocolate he hates everything but green beans
if i could take my eyes away might not be so bright out if i could keep my hands away might not feel so dried out and when i would feel i'd know that
I don't mind from where I came but I'd rather be on the hills of Saturn but then I would get thirsty to feel I need to leave my friends to always be
Are you waiting for me? At the end of the airport I'm off buying our tickets Auteur in hibernation But I'm feeling impatient We were late for departure
Don't change slip through the dust as the bus pulls away from where the magical child starts I've got a comic in the middle and the sands set the stories
was supposedly leaking most interesting colors Well half of my fingers are dipped in the sand You're progressin letters that you use to cook your broccoli The other
Take a look and you\\\'ll be flying (flying like a seagull) Take a look and you\\\'ll be flying (flying like a buzzard) Take a look and you\\\'ll be
juggler's gown It was supposedly leaking most interesting colors From my fingers Lived in the sand Blue grass/dress and letters that you used to go get broccoli The other
its quiet on my floor except for a gospel ladies just the smell of some wicked candles makes me thinks into the ... they wear light rimmed hats and joyful