Lyrics

There's nothing like a pineapplemorning When the fruit is fresh and the animals horny The sun comes alive with a feverish glow And I linger on the sound of the road There's nothing like a pineapple morning When your milk is warm and your girlfriend is boring Rings on my fingers and wings on my ride Blinded by light I can no longer hide Rainbows and earthshakes A regular day in my time Being myself is the price that I pay When you're on the floor I will let you decide You've got to count your steps and walk Out of the door and into the light You've got to count your steps and walk Just a typical pineapple morning Your clothes are hip and your music corny It's still awake from 2 days before Changing yourself in the back of the store Talking to people who aren't really real all the time Falling apart going out of your mind When you're on the floor I will let you decide You've got to count your steps and walk Out of the door and into the light 2x Instrumental When you're on the floor I will let you decide You've got to count your steps and walk Out of the door and into the light 4x
Writer(s): Jelte Tuinstra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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