There'll be time to get by, to get dry after the pool Oh there'll be time to just cry, I wonder why it 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 I should So I have another with a water glass And I sit on all your actions it's a game
And I'll bet he needs a shower 'cause he's like me And the soldiers in the painting know your face Well your parrot me just how I can make you smile let you do your thinking if you need awhile
But I gave you made him get mad A little bit how a thing like that travel from one mouth in through another And the thing you know you gotta hear it from your brother
And the words they like a stump of old wasps Remember when I said go throw the rock in And we ran through the to our good house You forgot about the things he could say like
I don't think that I like you Well I found new at the feeling store And I can't you at our kissing place I'm of those new pair of eyes you have
So I duck out, go down to the swimming pool Hop a fence, leave the street and wet your feet, to the swimming pool 'Cause when I'm snuffed out I doubt, I'll find the swimming Hop a fence, the street and wet your feet, to find the swimming pool
But I don't wish that I was A old friend of mine once said That either way you look at it you have your I have my fits but feeling is
not a kidney stone in my brain But if miscommunicating do we feel the same? Then either way you look at it you your fits I have my fits but is good
So I duck out, go down to find the swimming Hop a fence, leave the street and wet your feet, to find the pool 'Cause when I'm out I doubt, I'll find the swimming pool Hop a fence, leave the and wet your feet, to find the swimming pool
You gotta give a little, you gotta get a bit You gotta give a little, you gotta get a bit You gotta give a little, you gotta get a bit You gotta a little, you gotta get a little bit