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Tip-tiptoes softly on my grass But you won't find nothing there at all And tip-tiptoes slowly on your hands 'Cause you can't walk out of this mess, no Tip-tiptoes softly on my grass But you won't find nothing there at all And tip-tiptoes slowly on your hands 'Cause you can't walk It takes you to start, it's coming 'round and 'round again And you are, and you are It takes you to start, it's coming 'round and 'round again And you are, and you are It's you Too You ask for someone to help you But no one cares enough to look up You can't ask for someone to help you If you don't care enough to look around you And you ask for someone to help you And no one cares enough to look up You can't ask for someone to help you If no one cares It takes you to start, it's coming 'round and 'round again And you are, and you are It takes you to start, it's coming 'round and 'round again And you are, and you are It's you Too Your tiptoes Your tiptoes oh, oh, oh Your tiptoes Your tiptoes oh, oh, oh Your tiptoes Your tiptoes
Writer(s): Samuel Matthew Halliday, Kevin Stephen Baird, Alexander James Trimble Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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