Running
Well I feel it, oh boy
Well I feel it
Well I feel it, oh boy
Yeah
[Scatting]
I'm running to catch up again
Jumping higher and flying more often than not
Your trampoline has got holes in it but I can still see the top
Let me climb aboard and sample some of next year's fashion
I'll wear the coat if you can put the hat on, I will wear the coat
Just let me clear my throat
So I can say what's been delayed away
Let me crawl into your lap and just lay here for awhile
Satisfied by your seduction like a handshake would do the job
Never know how long I have waited
Anticipated your smile to be pressed against mine
Your smile pressed against mine
Well I feel it, oh boy
And I'm gonna settle tight
She could pour me over that sugar hill or mountain
Until I get that cool breeze, a tight squeeze, I'd do it over again
And I drink from her ever flowing fountain
And then I wake up I comb my hair and I hurry it up
But I arrive late I pack my things and I pick it up
Well I put down a good amount of deodorant on this morning
And I found that I could drown a little bit of peace of mind
Well it's no secret that to some degree they're gonna have to see you sweat
Strong enough for a man just do what you can to keep me soft and dry
I stink awhile
I don't know anything about those things
I almost don't wanna know anything about those things
Oh I don't care anything about those things
Cause if I did you know I'd share myself on those things
And I feel it oh boy
I'll be, i'll be here all night
I'll pick up the pieces and I put them back together now
They may not be the right way but that's okay
As long as they're all the same
I wish you well, well that you'd get better
And I know you'll find that it's a wild world
And that's ok 'cause you're a wild girl
And I took the hits and I turned to shit
And if you had noticed well would you have thrown the towel in
Before I missed out on all this love
And watch me roll away again
Watch me disappear under my skin
I don't believe it that things could get any worse than they did that time
You must have seen it
I mean how could we get lost running in a straight line
Your cries of why's and why nots, may it all get back to you
And trickle and dance upon your headaches
Years of biting cheeks are through
So I don't believe in it
But I feel it