There'll be time to get by, to get dry after the swimming Oh there'll be time to cry, I wonder why it didn't work out There'll be time to fish fry for letters by yours, yours truly
Someone in my up to no good I never find the very special words I So I have another with a water glass And I sit on all actions it's a birthing game
And I'll bet he needs a shower 'cause he's just me And the soldiers in the painting know your face Well your parrot told me just how I can make you Gonna let you do thinking if you need awhile
But what I gave you him get mad A bit funny how a thing like that Could travel from one mouth in through And the next thing you know you gotta hear it from your
And the they sting like a stump of old wasps Remember when I said go throw the in there And we ran the woods to our good house You forgot about the that he could say like
I don't think I like you anymore Well I found new feelings at the store And I can't you at our kissing place I'm scared of those new pair of eyes you
So I duck out, go down to find the pool Hop a fence, the street and wet your feet, to find the swimming pool 'Cause when I'm out I doubt, I'll find the swimming pool Hop a fence, leave the street and wet feet, to find the swimming pool
But I don't that I was dead A old friend of mine once said That either way you look at it you have your I have my fits but feeling is
Confusions not a kidney in my brain But if we're do we feel the same? Then either way you look at it you have your I have my but feeling is good
So I out, go down to find the swimming pool Hop a fence, leave the street and wet your feet, to find the swimming when I'm snuffed out I doubt, I'll find the swimming pool Hop a fence, leave the street and wet your feet, to find the swimming
You give a little, you gotta get a little bit You gotta give a little, you get a little bit You give a little, you gotta get a little bit You give a little, you gotta get a little bit