Flying high on the rug with the ones you know With the ones you love, with the ones you trust Riding the van, the bus, the plane again And hear the sounds
Last night I turned into a fly I got through your window and I landed in your eye You were sleeping, you didn't mind So I flew further down inside your
Get up, get up, get up, get up, you gotta keep on moving Get up, get up, get up, get up, you gotta keep on moving Get up, get up, get up, get up, you
Up the stairs, behind the door She was sitting there crying She smashed all the glasses on the mirror Which was shattered all across the room She screamed
If you are my friend we can drink in the afternoon That's cool If you are my friend you can clean my house if you want Or only if we had a fight, yeah
Oh my God, it's so hot Oh my God, it's so gold Oh my God, I'm so messed up I don't know which way to go Stars above try to guess Where's my gin, where
Baby, you've got me thinking 'Bout the things I left behind A suitcase in Helsinki Full of things I wanna set on fire For I realize that you?ve been
Believe, achieve, believe, achieve Believe, achieve, ah, ah Believe, achieve, believe, achieve Believe, achieve, ah, ah I'll put my ear on your chest
Don't lie, where have you been? Your teeth are red, your eyes are peppermints Sailing out to sea with your new best friend You don't like the way you
As I kick myself again, and I try to pick myself back up again, Don't want to make the same mistakes. Always the first with an excuse, but it's when
Way hey and away we go Donkey riding, donkey riding Way hey and away we go Ridin' on a donkey Way hey and away we go Donkey riding, donkey riding Way
Cold...sweat I lie, ingest Breathe in deeply I lie completely still It's not the things you said It's not the things you did It's not the way you
my mother fucked a donkey down in mexico she had trienta margaritas trienta years ago her purse had just been stolen she had to make some cash for
Put some lipstick on At least your lies will be pretty A shadow on my face And us donkeys wake up weary Sweatin' and sickly Donkeys don't allow their
Te marchaste, te fuiste, me abandonaste, te acostaste con el primero que te encontraste, me ofendiste, me humillaste, me avergonzaste, me pusiste los
When I was younger, I did not know how to be I lived my own lie and never asked the question why I always talked and dressed like everyone 'round me Where
Oh finally, finally (Here we are) And for good, are the three, follow me (It ain't far) Even though if it was, you could make it to the start The enemies
There's a song in the air, But the fair senorita doesn't seem to care for the song in the air. So I'll sing to my mule if you're sure she won't think