Paroles

My hair's standing on ends From every handshake shock I keep asking do you love me Or do you love me not Gonna light me up a cigar Just to watch it explode Got me chewing on piano keys Waltzing into every door I'm no April Fool Tryin' to keep my cool But the cats crawling outta the bag I'm falling for the same old gag Tried blowing out the flame But this candles made for tricks Well I tried so many times You'd think I got a nervous tick Now I'm sliding 'cross the floor On some lone banana peel Well I must've let it slip I'm going head over heels I'm no April Fool Tryin' to keep my cool But the cat's crawling Outta the bag Falling for the same old gag Yeah u can poke me in the eyes Hit me with a pie As long as I got you by my side Yeah I can take a licking If that's what you're thinking Whoopie cushion Rubber chicken You're what I've been missing I'm no April - Fool Tryin' to keep my- cool But the cats crawling Outta the bag Falling for the same old gag
Writer(s): Pete Mazza Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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