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5th Harmony
Nothing professional, only ameteur music made by me. If you want to be impressed, then maybe you would be better off going somewhere else. Here, so go check out the music!
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #7,514
Peak in subgenre #2,102
Author
5th Harmony
Rights
2006
Uploaded
July 28, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 2:33
Lyrics
I take a moment to sit and relax to reavaluate what's passed and how come I got to this position that I'm at/
I focus on the relevent irrelevent moods of a chic flick and wonder if I can emcompass the pathetic attributes of it/
Sip a Dr. Pepper while sittin' on a bench just trying to grasp what possessed me to write this/
Then my mind twist and I get a sensation that I just went through a brain freeze trip and can't imagine why I"m sitting on metallic benches /
diddy dah dah.... swaah swaah.....gett'a low, low, low....oh oh o...../
I laugh at a clown I nev'a met before as a winded up mouse runs naked squeaking on the vacant club floor/
I get a glimpse of a super model poster and get a thought how it might be to be her bikini and have it's feelings/
In a fish mart starring into the big eyes of a cat fish I carress it with my arms and promise it I mean it no harm/
Later in a parking lot acting like a total ditz talking to a perfect blonde I get the phone numb'a but forget to get the name of the chic/
The desert heat is hot and to warm for my comfortable zone that I'm supposed to be living in so I move out the city back to the living/
Scuba diving in my neighbor farmer's pond looking for exotic fishes that prolly never existed 'ceptin' the books they were wrote in/
Can't help but get sensations I tripped over a dream and fell into a puddle of thoughts and my mind is a ship wreck/
Sadly enough to your surprise this is not the end it's just beginning of what will probably be the end of this ragime/
Got this feeling I'm not supposed to be in the girl's locker room, but it was the brunette who stuck me in this box/
Who ever came with a statement can't see can't believe must of been a blind man sipping on rotten cheese/
I am who I thought I was a non inpregnated female species rather like chimp half monkey swinging through dead lacerrated trees/
All ya'h can scream but the old hippie will still swear it was an after shock trip from LSD and hold tighter his to wisky/
I take a hundred and fifty-six steps inside a shopping-mall and get side tracked and fascinated with an escalator and watch as a manikin ride up it in panties only/
Another man greets his three short homies and I wanna touch the melancholy female next to me/
She don't know me, but I got the little girl sensation; that she might secretly fall in love with me/
I miss the ideologies of white sheets and linens and her perfect soft skin touching me/
Tip it back and drink; this is my glass/
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