Marcy Playground
Marcy Playground lyrics
Marcy Playground lyrics
"Comin' Up From Behind Lyrics"
Who Has The Right? Lyrics
Here's a message from the heart, are you listening? Some things belong to you and no one else One more life is taken, and that's one more than God allows And there's another on the row shouting out Who has the right? Who has the right?
Here's a message from the heart, are you listening? Some things belong to you and no one else One more life is taken, and that's one more than God allows And there's another on the row shouting out Who has the right? Who has the right?
Oh, she's an eight ball,
She's a'rollin faster than a white ball,
She's got an avalanche packed in a snowball,
She's a'losin all the links,
She's like a stonewall,
She's loaded up;
She's the underdog,
Gonna take a mighty swipe
At the high horse,
While a'sippin on her tricks
In a pitfall,
Makin' eyes at the girls like bullfrogs,
I'm telling you, sir;
(Chorus)
She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind;
Yeah,
I Just Want To Touch You Lyrics
There's a flame in the back of my mind And it's burning for you all the time 'Cause I just want to touch you Do you want to touch me too? Now I know that you've heard this before But with me it could mean something more And I ju
There's a flame in the back of my mind And it's burning for you all the time 'Cause I just want to touch you Do you want to touch me too? Now I know that you've heard this before But with me it could mean something more And I ju
She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind,
You'd like her hanging
Like a sneaker on a live wire, dangling,
While your Wall Street pockets are jangling
With the hollow jackpot of your rich kid games;
It's a long shot,
She's got tooth and a tongue for a slingshot,
But she's takin' steady aim
At the bigshots,
It's hard to miss the rolling-polies
On the blacktop,
You better watch your turf;
(Chorus)
She's comin' up from,
Self Obsessed And Sexxee Lyrics
comin' up from behind;
Yeah,
She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind,
You had her hanging
Like a sneaker on a live wire, dangling,
While your golden-lined pockets were jangling
With the hollow jackpot of your wicked games;
She caught your sick lie,
It was creepin' in the shadow of your white smile,
Lurkin' underneath the cover of your bedroom eyes,
Well, you're greasin' up plans for your small-fry;
You wanna talk it up, do you?
Well you're floatin like a royal balloon -- oh,
Your ego's swollen to the size of the moon, well,
I think you found somebody to cut you down to size--
Well well;
Yeah,
She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind,
Yeah,
She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind,
She's comin' up from,
comin' up from, comin' up,
comin' up from behind,
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