Runky

She's waving the breeze, man
She's a hundred degrees, man
Now I know that it's plenty and I'm plenty strange
But I think that I like you and that something could be arranged

And if you like her name you can go down to Runky yeah and baby get funky and if you get lucky then
Do you think you'd be the same?

She's setting you free, man
I'm sure you agree, man
Now I know that it's plenty and I'm plenty strange
But I think that I like you and that something could be arranged

She's the place to be, man
You're a waste of me, man
Now I know that it's plenty and I'm plenty strange
But I think that I like you and that something could be arranged

And if you write this down we can see what happened and we can go from the ground

She's setting you free, man
I'm sure you agree, man
Now I know that it's plenty and I'm plenty strange
But I think that I like you and that something could be arranged

She's the place to be, man
You're a waste of me, man
Now I know that it's plenty and I'm plenty strange
But I think that I like you and that something could be arranged

And if you write this down we can see what happened and we can go from the ground
If I even stick around



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Writer(s): William King
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