meet the limbo
sue your ma
eat the ashtray during the party
why at the parties
parties are fun
I left the party (why?)
gotta find something more fun
little walk might fresh my mind
nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
sneaking around, sneaking around
I wonder why, I didn’t mind
now I take a look at the stars
my mind is flying straight to the mars
ough it looks like it should
I gotta a feeling
I’m there’s, there’s for good x6
