Where is the friendly? Where's the understand?
Nobody to talk to, No one to hold your hand
Or dim the light, Put out the light,
Kill the light Or kiss you goodnight
Come on, come on little girl
Be careful what you say
Why don't we stay the same
Playing cherry bomb mind games
Every day has a different name
Lie on fire for a shot of fame
You found a friend
You had a friend
I shot your friend
But it was all pretend
Come on, come on little girl
Be careful what you say
It Gets In The Way
When the sticky hands of summer
Lose their grip on me
I'm breaking out of here
And by next year, I'll be history
But tell me what should I take, should I take
To make your birthday cake
Big Kahuna barracuda
Cut me open on a tray
It Gets In the way
You had a friend
You lost a friend
I was your friend
It was all pretend
In a while Crocodile
It's not my type of day
It Gets In The Way
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Where is the friendly? Where's the understand?
Nobody to talk to, No one to hold your hand
Or dim the light, Put out the light,
Kill the light Or kiss you goodnight
Come on, come on little girl
Be careful what you say
Why don't we stay the same
Playing cherry bomb mind games
Every day has a different name
Lie on fire for a shot of fame
You found a friend
You had a friend
I shot your friend
But it was all pretend
Come on, come on little girl
Be careful what you say
It Gets In The Way
When the sticky hands of summer
Lose their grip on me
I'm breaking out of here
And by next year, I'll be history
But tell me what should I take, should I take
To make your birthday cake
Big Kahuna barracuda
Cut me open on a tray
It Gets In the way
You had a friend
You lost a friend
I was your friend
It was all pretend
In a while Crocodile
It's not my type of day
It Gets In The Way
Nobody to talk to, No one to hold your hand
Or dim the light, Put out the light,
Kill the light Or kiss you goodnight
Come on, come on little girl
Be careful what you say
Why don't we stay the same
Playing cherry bomb mind games
Every day has a different name
Lie on fire for a shot of fame
You found a friend
You had a friend
I shot your friend
But it was all pretend
Come on, come on little girl
Be careful what you say
It Gets In The Way
When the sticky hands of summer
Lose their grip on me
I'm breaking out of here
And by next year, I'll be history
But tell me what should I take, should I take
To make your birthday cake
Big Kahuna barracuda
Cut me open on a tray
It Gets In the way
You had a friend
You lost a friend
I was your friend
It was all pretend
In a while Crocodile
It's not my type of day
It Gets In The Way
Writer: Anthony Maestu
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid