Like Father, Like Son (Papa's Song)
Gym Class Heroes« Like Father, Like Son (Papa's Song) » est une chanson de Gym Class Heroes, 2008, Pop. La chanson dure 3:29, 53 lines / 513 words.
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0:15Papa was a rolling stone
0:19But I wanna be a cover of the rolling stone
0:25Only if I know that I can do it alone
0:31Only if I know that I can do it alone
0:38August 6th 1981 I took my first breath
0:41They said I smiled and cried until it was none left
0:44I guess I knew what I was in for before hand
0:47Miniture grown man ha
0:49Third of three sons
0:50Big bird and squirt guns
0:51Aunt tammy dressed up as a clown when I turned one
0:54Scared the sh*t out of me but thanks for trying
0:57Sitting in my highchair throwing cake and crying
1:00I remember everything every single detail
1:03Clinging on daddy's leg like don't leave I'll be good
1:06I promise I'll do anything honest
1:08But he had to go to work and bust his a** for those dollars
1:11Now it all makes sense back then I wasn't havin it
1:14Obsessed with heatin it so young and so adimit
1:17Walking sir castle grade school and baseball and I learned
1:20That if I worked a little that I could have it all
1:22All of my friend's had allowances I had a paper route
1:25And when no one was looking I threw the papers out
1:28I got caught made dad was furious
1:30And if your gonna do something do it right thats what earnest is
1:34Papa was a rolling stone
1:37But I wanna be a cover of the rolling stone
1:43Only if I know that I can do it alone
1:49Only if I know that I can do it alone
1:56Papa was a rolling stone working hard while I was home alone
2:00This is some Macaulay Culkin sh*t so bit
2:02Little man had a plan and had to follow through with it but moms was so inconsiderate
2:07Illiterate Nope I read the dictionary daily
2:10Give the gap the rap and set sailing step moms get the poop end of the stick nothing new to me
2:15Don't act like my momma because my dad bought you jewlery
2:17Oh and time coolery I sat back and watched pops play with women like chess check mate
2:23Six sibilings three different moms
2:25Can you imagine seeing your paycheck get broken down into fractions
2:29Papa was a pimp married four time indicisive trynna strike a gold mine
2:35Sittin in the truth of sand something like a fortynine up to the point
2:39Where my chest becomes a cold mine
2:41But when they come and go
2:42I'll be here at the bitter end just letting you know
2:46I never understood temptation I guess we both got a little David Rufus in us
2:50Everybody sing it with us now
2:52Papa was a rolling stone
2:55But I wanna be a cover of the rolling stone
3:01Only if I know that I can do it alone
3:07Only if I know that I can do it alone
3:14Papa was a rolling stone
3:17But I wanna be a cover of the rolling stone
3:24Only if I know that I can do it alone
3:29Only if I know that I can do it alone
Papa was a rolling stone But I wanna be a cover of the rolling stone Only if I know that I can do it alone Only if I know that I can do it alone August 6th 1981 I took my first breath They said I smiled and cried until it was none left I guess I knew what I was in for before hand Miniture grown man ha Third of three sons Big bird and squirt guns Aunt tammy dressed up as a clown when I turned one Scared the sh*t out of me but thanks for trying Sitting in my highchair throwing cake and crying I remember everything every single detail Clinging on daddy's leg like don't leave I'll be good I promise I'll do anything honest But he had to go to work and bust his a** for those dollars Now it all makes sense back then I wasn't havin it Obsessed with heatin it so young and so adimit Walking sir castle grade school and baseball and I learned That if I worked a little that I could have it all All of my friend's had allowances I had a paper route And when no one was looking I threw the papers out I got caught made dad was furious And if your gonna do something do it right thats what earnest is Papa was a rolling stone But I wanna be a cover of the rolling stone Only if I know that I can do it alone Only if I know that I can do it alone Papa was a rolling stone working hard while I was home alone This is some Macaulay Culkin sh*t so bit Little man had a plan and had to follow through with it but moms was so inconsiderate Illiterate Nope I read the dictionary daily Give the gap the rap and set sailing step moms get the poop end of the stick nothing new to me Don't act like my momma because my dad bought you jewlery Oh and time coolery I sat back and watched pops play with women like chess check mate Six sibilings three different moms Can you imagine seeing your paycheck get broken down into fractions Papa was a pimp married four time indicisive trynna strike a gold mine Sittin in the truth of sand something like a fortynine up to the point Where my chest becomes a cold mine But when they come and go I'll be here at the bitter end just letting you know I never understood temptation I guess we both got a little David Rufus in us Everybody sing it with us now Papa was a rolling stone But I wanna be a cover of the rolling stone Only if I know that I can do it alone Only if I know that I can do it alone Papa was a rolling stone But I wanna be a cover of the rolling stone Only if I know that I can do it alone Only if I know that I can do it alone
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