Run to the store Pick up some paint Slap it on my house That's full of holes I try to keep my place really clean The mess in my room is seldom seen But that's because I keep the door closed My chair still rocks like a rubber hose We mow the lawn I dig through our garbage We wake up at dawn And kicking to cabbage Home is where the trash is This is where the snakes live Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |