[Chorus:] Hit me on a summer day with sunny side eggs An array of the rays and the sun on my face What a day to run away on a Sunday Slip away in the shade
Now I don't wanna grow up sho' nuf Because the world's gonna be blown up, hold up Now if the world's gonna be blown up Then that's a grown folk problem I don't wanna grow up But I'm a growing boy, I'm even losing hair Still play with toys, I catch sexual stares From the females, they want the details of how my heat feels When I put it on ya strap on your seatbelts ... HA back to reality I feel like a kid on Halloween getting celery Sticks. When all I want is a Kit Kat Gimme a break a head fake and a jumpshot Miss... (mystery) I'm miserable I'm outta my mind, I'm outta my space, ahead of my time, get outta my face I've something to say to you I'm the K to the Y to the P to the R to the I to the O to the S Scense true
Hit me on a summer day with sunny side eggs An array of the rays and the sun on my face What a day to run away on a Sunday Slip away in the shade
Let me tell you a little bit about my self, I'm a cancer And a man with many questions and very few Allen Iverson's And I have been incapable of taking over No I'm not in the army, but yes I'm a soldier Don't drink cream soda, don't think things over Dorrito on my arm I mean a chip on my shoulder Sometimes that chip becomes a crack in the ice I might fall through, but I won't call you From the rainy city of the Lion's Gate where the days are great Got my own wit and I'm sharper than a razor blade When I say all I need to say and the pay is made Kyprios the comet will gracefully fade away
Hit me on a summer day with sunny side eggs An array of the rays and the sun on my face What a day to run away on a Sunday Slip away in the shade
I don't snort cocaine. I'd rather eat some Coco Puffs or coconuts From Kokomo with coco butter on my nuts With Yoko Ono oh no Yoko Pocahontas down with me Like Paul told John I'll just let it be Let it be let it be Just my verbal poetry Trapped in your brain cells I've come to set you free Free your mind you're beautiful Not a better competitor to edit the edible elements of intelligence Now I don't care if the sun comes out today I'm a still go away But if that sun decides to show his face I'll race you to the moonlight
Hit me on a summer day with sunny side eggs An array of the rays and the sun on my face What a day to run away on a Sunday Slip away in the shade
Crawled then I walked then I talked then I rocked and I'll run inside the sun.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
