Baseball
Hippo Campus"Baseball" é uma música de Hippo Campus, 2017, Pop. A música tem 3:09 de duração, 66 lines / 328 words.
Letra
0:09I saw a cigarette contend
0:13It was the smell of death that kept strolling in
0:17Maybe that henna'd back of yours
0:22That held me back back from keeping score
0:26There goes that moonboy
0:28Looking jungly
0:29With all leaves a growing
0:30Split down that long back
0:32He would've thought that
0:33If got to know
0:35True blue with your fists up
0:36You little kiss up
0:38Wishin' things were heavy
0:39That's fine in the end though where'd all our friends go
0:42We can dip if you're ready
0:52I bet you take me for a fool
0:56Nothing like like rules the cool sensation of pollock and
0:59Jules
1:01Some weird abandon in sheets
1:05Though the tongue tastes good
1:07My grammar's falling from the cheeks
1:09There goes that moonboy
1:11He's looking jungly
1:12With all his leaves a growing
1:13Split down that long back
1:15He would've thought that
1:17If got to know
1:18True blue with your fists up
1:20You little kiss up
1:21Wishin' things were heavy
1:22That's fine in the end though where'd all our friends go
1:25We can dip if you're ready
1:30I was wrong
1:33You were a friendly kid
1:38I was wrong
1:42You were a friendly kid
1:44Fill the rafters
1:48Right field dances
1:52Baseball diamonds
1:56Take our chances out
2:05There something fiction
2:07That way that real his going
2:10Simpack sagre is pain hapsa is in jene growing
2:14Some 'cause frame way cars save
2:17Yea on the bed are ram
2:19Of those jai is of the body
2:21The ogni today
2:23There goes that moonboy
2:24He's looking jungly
2:25With all his leaves a growing
2:27Split down that long back
2:29He would've thought that
2:30If you got to know him
2:31True blue with your fists up
2:33You little kiss up
2:34Wishin' things were heavy
2:36That's fine in the end though
2:37Where'd all our friends go
2:39We can dip if you're ready
2:43I was wrong
2:47You were a friendly kid
2:51I was wrong
2:55You were a friendly kid
3:00I was wrong
3:04I was wrong
3:09I was wrong
I saw a cigarette contend It was the smell of death that kept strolling in Maybe that henna'd back of yours That held me back back from keeping score There goes that moonboy Looking jungly With all leaves a growing Split down that long back He would've thought that If got to know True blue with your fists up You little kiss up Wishin' things were heavy That's fine in the end though where'd all our friends go We can dip if you're ready I bet you take me for a fool Nothing like like rules the cool sensation of pollock and Jules Some weird abandon in sheets Though the tongue tastes good My grammar's falling from the cheeks There goes that moonboy He's looking jungly With all his leaves a growing Split down that long back He would've thought that If got to know True blue with your fists up You little kiss up Wishin' things were heavy That's fine in the end though where'd all our friends go We can dip if you're ready I was wrong You were a friendly kid I was wrong You were a friendly kid Fill the rafters Right field dances Baseball diamonds Take our chances out There something fiction That way that real his going Simpack sagre is pain hapsa is in jene growing Some 'cause frame way cars save Yea on the bed are ram Of those jai is of the body The ogni today There goes that moonboy He's looking jungly With all his leaves a growing Split down that long back He would've thought that If you got to know him True blue with your fists up You little kiss up Wishin' things were heavy That's fine in the end though Where'd all our friends go We can dip if you're ready I was wrong You were a friendly kid I was wrong You were a friendly kid I was wrong I was wrong I was wrong
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