Come out and play with me
Come tell me who you are
Please tell me who I am
Please tell me who
People on the street today
Seem very put together I say
Smiles in their pocket
Self assurance on their brow
Sun up from every angle
Sun down I get yer type
All yer show is all you get
You should let me play
Get a life and apple pie
Just don't ask me I know why
Madonna in her her underwear
You should be in too
I'm getting older yer getting younger
I n this we are miles apart
Got some special velvet sidewalk
"Too bad, it ain't yers".
Come tell me who you are
Please tell me who I am
Please tell me who
People on the street today
Seem very put together I say
Smiles in their pocket
Self assurance on their brow
Sun up from every angle
Sun down I get yer type
All yer show is all you get
You should let me play
Get a life and apple pie
Just don't ask me I know why
Madonna in her her underwear
You should be in too
I'm getting older yer getting younger
I n this we are miles apart
Got some special velvet sidewalk
"Too bad, it ain't yers".
Lyrics submitted by x_melancholy_x
Some Special Lyrics as written by Erin Smith Allison C Wolfe
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC
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