Your blues, the day comes often lately
I will...prick up that bubble on your face.
So what the boss is an ass
so what friends being jealous
and what ...did I come late
and...once again this long longing night.
Why don’t suck it up all the history...
and blow it on the world boom, boom, boom
your lips brimming at the corners
so let loose of that crazy giggle...
and burst up, burst up...ha hahahahaha.
I will take you to this secret dreamland
purse your lips babe ssshhh...
where on the road we’ll meet your...
milk toothed Barbie, sweet sixteen pimple
and first grey haired twenty.
So what the parlour girl’s stingy
so what your mom’s shouting
and what ...did you not charge your cell phone
and...once again this long longing night.
Why don’t suck it up all the history...
and blow it on the world boom, boom, boom
your lips brimming at the corners
so let loose of that crazy giggle...
and burst up, burst up...ha hahahahaha.
Second quarter of this night is fading
moon’s crescent smiles at you, saying,
I will be gone towards the morning
I know you wanna chat me up
comon...Speak up, speak up, all the things in your head.
I can see on that corner, that lil laugh brimming
I would catch it in my cup and drink it.
Your chit chat...chit chat.....chit chit chat.
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