18th Century Guy
The people ask me why
The people ask me
I have to say I'm an 18th century guy
When people ask me
And I'm trapped inside your world
When people ask me
This whole thing's moving much too slow
My blues are green. My blues are tasteless
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
I say Sha la la la sha la la la la la la
My blues are green My blues are tasteless
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
I say Sha la la la sha la la la la la la
Im an 18th century guy
When people ask me
Im an 18th century guy
When people ask me
And I'm trapped inside your
World when people ask me
Why do you sound like that
This whole thing's moving much too fast
My blues are green My blues are tasteless
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
You say Sha la la la sha la la la la la la
My blues are green. My blues are tasteless
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
You say Sha la la la sha la la la la la la
Im an 18th century guy
When people ask me
Im an 18th century guy
When people ask me
And I'm trapped inside your world
When people ask me
This whole thing's moving much too slow
Our blues are blue your blues are tempting
You go Sha la sha la la la la la la la
My blues are blue your blues are tempting
You go Sha la la la la la la la la
You go Sha la sha la la la la la la la
The people ask me
I have to say I'm an 18th century guy
When people ask me
And I'm trapped inside your world
When people ask me
This whole thing's moving much too slow
My blues are green. My blues are tasteless
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
I say Sha la la la sha la la la la la la
My blues are green My blues are tasteless
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
I say Sha la la la sha la la la la la la
Im an 18th century guy
When people ask me
Im an 18th century guy
When people ask me
And I'm trapped inside your
World when people ask me
Why do you sound like that
This whole thing's moving much too fast
My blues are green My blues are tasteless
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
You say Sha la la la sha la la la la la la
My blues are green. My blues are tasteless
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
You say Sha la la la sha la la la la la la
Im an 18th century guy
When people ask me
Im an 18th century guy
When people ask me
And I'm trapped inside your world
When people ask me
This whole thing's moving much too slow
Our blues are blue your blues are tempting
You go Sha la sha la la la la la la la
My blues are blue your blues are tempting
You go Sha la la la la la la la la
You go Sha la sha la la la la la la la
Credits
Writer(s): Baya Michaelson
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