How Do You Do
OhOhOhOh
YaYaYaYa
If it's weird for girls to give guys flowers,
Then maybe that's a reason too,
You're not climbing up my ivory tower,
So I'm comin' down for you,
Is it wrong to write our names in love hearts,
In the dust that's on the car you drive
Droppin' hints can only get you so far,
When you don't know that I'm alive
Is it wrong to be the instigator (is it worng, is it wrong?)
Is it bad to be the move maker
Guess I gotta be the first to say a
to say a, to say a
[Chorus]
How do you do?
If you won't say it, I will,
How do you do?
I'm really pleased to meet you,
How do you do?
Gotta say it how I feel it,
Say it or I will,
When you're hanging at the point of stalement,
It's not the time to bite your tongue
So at the risk of looking really stupid,
I'm gunna take the plunge
Is it wrong to be the instigator (No)
Is it bad to be the move maker
Guess I gotta be the first to say a
to say a, to say a
[CHORUS]
Say it or I will
It's not a good life just sittin round drinkin tea
Touching all each other
Exchanging pleasantries
I've been too retired to sink except
Sick of crosswords
Now I want to connect
[CHORUS]
Gotta say it how I feel it,
Say it or i will
[CHORUS]
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Попытка №5
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You Don’t Exist
Take a seat, have a cigarette We're here to help you to forget To snap you shut like a castanet Tell me where it all went wrong Why don't you write the kind of
Спи В Заброшенном Доме
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Monster Ballads
Radio waves are coming miles and miles Bringing only empty boats Whatever feeling they had when they sailed Somehow slipped out between the notes Out on the desert now and feeling lost The bonnet wears