Candy Cane Lobotomy

You're six foot two
But you still can't reach the pedals
You won't know what to do
When you've lost sight of Waterloo
You've got a curfew
And baby's got a new tattoo
You blossomed like a rose
Only without all the pedals

And I think I'll be okay
But I've gotta' say
I've seen better days
Lullaby
Take a plane; Fly far away
Born on a Monday
Friday: candy cane lobotomy

I missed my cue
Now I'm walkin' in your shadow
X,Y, pink, or blue?
Now I'm lost without a clue
Nothin' goes the way it should do
But we do what we've gotta' do
We never let it show
And now you're caught in the undertow

And I think I'll be okay
But I've gotta' say
I've seen better days
Lullaby
Take a plane; Fly far away
Born on a Monday
Friday: candy cane lobotomy

Old little one
You will grow
But never glow
Old family photo
Camera roll no show
And now you're on your own

And I think I'll be okay
But I've gotta' say
I've seen better days
Lullaby
Take a plane; Fly far away
Born on a Monday
Friday: candy cane lobotomy



Credits
Writer(s): Don Winkler
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