Comin' from the playground Take it straight back to the bricks Yo Chris, tell 'em where it is Chillin', cooler den a squeak, kickin' dirt on my sneakers
If you want me just as bad as I want you I just wanna show you how it goes down in my playground (playground) You can act as bad as you want to (as bad
playground (give it to me) On the playground (girl we can be anything we wanna) It's alright now (show me that you're mine) On the playground (yeah) On the playground
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fire On the playground, love. You're the piece of gold that flashes on my soul. Extra time, on the ground. You're my playground love. Anytime, anywhere, You're my playground
. On the playground, love. You're the piece of gold the flushes all my soul. Extra time, on the ground. You're my Playground Love. Anytime, anyway, You're my Playground
Hangin' round downtown by myself And I had so much time To sit and think about myself And then there she was Like double cherry pie Yeah there she was
Hello, I have come from heaven Down, all these things My angel wings Hold to them tight Time for you to wake Sleep, sleep, sleepy head Right, to a place
Some cats they know how to fight Some cats run I'm a thousand generations ahead of them Cool as they come See all my suits are Calvin Klein My lucky
Ah, She's an eight ball, She's a'rollin faster than a white wall, She's got an avalanche packed into a snowball, She's a losin all the links, She's like
A cloaking robe of elvenkind Hangs in my wardrobe behind All the thing that mother said Were proper for a boy And I know, I could not say why On this
Ooo, I saw stars falling all around her head Red, gold, and blue Sherry Fraser, where are you? 'Cause I saw stars falling all around your head When we
Hey little boy see the Johnny and Jane's Hey little boy you see them all go insane Look and see Spot run 'cause he pissed in their hallway Run Spot run
Come back and be Come back for free Come back and stay, child Have you gone crazy? Molly, it must be fine It seems so dreamy to be sublime And Molly
Come see the vampires of New York Come lose your mind in Central Park But don't leave your soul behind Come take in 8th Street after dark Such peculiar
Christopher O' Malley Went out on a bridge Down in Chehalis And clutching his Bible And a letter from her Fell into the river Pity no one was there No
Ancient wall of flowers tumblin' down Black cat petals and a smiling clown I like to keep them in a jar beside Just enough to mess my mind inside But
Rain Like tin angels falling down Like a mission and we're halfway there From some old dried up, fried forgotten town Why Won't they let us be ourselves
