Friday, July 4, 2008
| Slipping down a slide I did enjoy the ride Don't know what to decide You lied to me You looked me in the eye It took me by surprise Now are you gratified You cried to me La, la, la, la, la Don't turn around I'm sick and I'm tired of your face Don't make this worse You've already gone and got me mad It's too bad I'm not sad It's casting over It's just one of those things You'll have to get over it When I was feeling down You'd start to hang around And then I found your hands all over me And that was out of bounds You filthy rotten hound It's better than it sounds, believe me La, la, la, la, la | I'm sick and I'm tired of your face Don't make this worse You've already gone and got me mad It's too bad I'm not sad It's casting over It's just one of those things You'll have to get over it Hey, you gotta get over it Hey, you gotta get over it It's too bad I'm not sad It's casting over It's just one of those things You'll have to get over it Don't turn around I'm sick and I'm tired of your face Don't make this worse You've already gone and got me mad Don't turn around I'm sick and I'm tired of your face Don't make this worse You've already gone and got me mad It's too bad I'm not sad It's casting over It's just one of those things You'll have to get over it You'll have to get over it |
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