Too Late!

Got the TV snacks got the keys of my car got two
speakers in the garden that play music very loud
Pickin' flowers and the sun,
dance for madness very hard I can't
believe in nothing eating schok-colate sometimes
See me in the tv show,
you think that I'm so cute pickin' up the
phone - I miss you so much boy... - incoming call
You comin' now from nothing I'm dancing very
fast, It's saturday, not sunday and it's too late!
Too late! Too late! Too late!
Got the papers and a clutch listen music very loud,
I can't believe in nothing eating schok-colate sometimes
Drinkin' coca-cola and beer smoke a lot of pot and
sing, no faces on my tears take the guitar and doin' it
Ear me on the radio you think that it's so cool!
Pickin' up the phone - I miss you so much boy... - incoming call
You tell me - Boy,
I'm lonely I think that you're so cute!
I'm dancing very fast, and it's too late... -
Too late! Too late! Too late!



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Barbarin
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