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When in doubt, ask the crowd
Not sure what they’re singing in that fuzzy bridge? Drop a question in the comments and let the music nerds swarm. Someone always knows.
All my days are lived for me
and all my days are gone, gone.
All my days are yesterday and I'll sing along:
no, no. no, no. no, no. no, no.
Holiday in Congo
All my days are lived for me
and all my days are gone, gone.
All my days are yesterday and I'll sing along:
no, no. no, no. no, no. no, no.
Holiday in Congo
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this is what i hear:
papa said im nobody mama said im gone, gone daddy said oh go go go and i say na na na
holiday in congo
all my something are something something all my babies(?) are gone gone all my something something are yesterday and i say na na na
holiday in congo
i have no idea what this song is about but its nice. c:
For the second verse, this is what I hear...
For the second verse, this is what I hear...
All my days are lived for me and all my days are gone, gone. All my days are yesterday and I'll sing along: no, no. no, no. no, no. no, no. Holiday in Congo
All my days are lived for me and all my days are gone, gone. All my days are yesterday and I'll sing along: no, no. no, no. no, no. no, no. Holiday in Congo
yeah dude i think youre right!
yeah dude i think youre right!