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A tongue-in-cheek ode to U , thrown onto the old 4-track. |
Credits: All manner of voice and instruments by John |
Story Behind the Song
Written and recorded onto 4-track in one afternoon. Guitars, bass, drums and vocals by yours truly.
Lyrics
i wanna b where ur
dont wanna be no shooting star
but i wanna take my ammunition and fire away
i wanna fill u with my lovin',
like a microwave oven
i wanna rake all your leaves and bale your hay
--chorus- and when i give u my kissin'
u'll know what u been missin'
and when i feel u feel it 2, then we'll fly away.
I wanna b where u r, dont wanna drive your car
i wanna sit inside your sandbox and play all day.
I wanna do your dishes, and fulfill your fondest wishes
I will be your king kong and u can be my Faye Wray
-chorus repeated-
i wanna be where u are
and ride u on my handlebars
i wanna stand outside ure window and sing up to you
i wanna play your game, i wanna make u say my name
I'll show u some kinda sign, if u will show me your tattoo.
-repeat chorus out fly away, etc.
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