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Oh Boy
Boy
She's so easy to fall for,
But boy she's so hard to hold
She looks at you like the morning,
You know you're gonna be hungry when you get home
Her lips make the cherries and
The berries and the apples look pale
She could ask anything you would do
Anything no matter what you would obey
And she turns every room into a dance floor
She turns and she sways and she spins
And you stand still like a statue and
You can't take your eyes off her skin
Oh boy
You better slow it down
You're running on unsolid ground
She'll never slow down for you
Oh boy
You'll never wear that crown
You're just one of one hundred clowns
I know it's sad but it's true
Everything that she touches every
Word from her mouth turns to gold
How can you ever get her right when
She's all colors and heat you are grey and cold
Keep looking up but she'll never ever look down
Oh look at this part you've chosen,
You're the jester of the queen
She's the queen of the town
And you wish she was in a movie
You could watch at home ten times a day
Where you could just sit without having to think
About something important to say
Oh boy
You better slow it down
You're running on unsolid ground
She'll never slow down for you
Oh boy
You'll never wear that crown
You're just one of one hundred clowns
I know it's sad but it's true
You should go home boy
You should call a friend
Someone to tell you
There's no happy way for this to end
Shut your eyes boy
Don't let them fool you
See all this beauty
It's looking through you
Put out that fire boy
Don't let it eat you
Don't you know it's dangerous
What did your daddy teach you
It's not your fault and
It's not her fault but
You're gonna fall hard
Ob boy you better slow it down
You're running on unsolid ground
She'll never slow dance for you
Oh boy
You'll never wear that crown
You're just one of one hundred clown
I know it's sad but it's true
compositores: Daryon Simmons,DeMarco Bernard,Matthew Griffith
But boy she's so hard to hold
She looks at you like the morning,
You know you're gonna be hungry when you get home
Her lips make the cherries and
The berries and the apples look pale
She could ask anything you would do
Anything no matter what you would obey
And she turns every room into a dance floor
She turns and she sways and she spins
And you stand still like a statue and
You can't take your eyes off her skin
Oh boy
You better slow it down
You're running on unsolid ground
She'll never slow down for you
Oh boy
You'll never wear that crown
You're just one of one hundred clowns
I know it's sad but it's true
Everything that she touches every
Word from her mouth turns to gold
How can you ever get her right when
She's all colors and heat you are grey and cold
Keep looking up but she'll never ever look down
Oh look at this part you've chosen,
You're the jester of the queen
She's the queen of the town
And you wish she was in a movie
You could watch at home ten times a day
Where you could just sit without having to think
About something important to say
Oh boy
You better slow it down
You're running on unsolid ground
She'll never slow down for you
Oh boy
You'll never wear that crown
You're just one of one hundred clowns
I know it's sad but it's true
You should go home boy
You should call a friend
Someone to tell you
There's no happy way for this to end
Shut your eyes boy
Don't let them fool you
See all this beauty
It's looking through you
Put out that fire boy
Don't let it eat you
Don't you know it's dangerous
What did your daddy teach you
It's not your fault and
It's not her fault but
You're gonna fall hard
Ob boy you better slow it down
You're running on unsolid ground
She'll never slow dance for you
Oh boy
You'll never wear that crown
You're just one of one hundred clown
I know it's sad but it's true
compositores: Daryon Simmons,DeMarco Bernard,Matthew Griffith
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