Two blocks down the road and she know you'll surrender your soul
She'll get you high when you're feeling low
And this is taking it slow
Or just go and leave me on my own
I have really nowhere to go
So I'll stay here on my own
I'll be standing on my nose and singing thru my toes
And every pill out of these jeans
Still on they roll
You hear the whistle and the conductor say "all aboard, all aboard!"
The echo of our rhythm, you hear it all the time
But you don't know what hip-hop it is
Don't come to me now, 'cus she caught me so in love
And the leaves are fallen in my heart from the trees above
Seventeen whispers, and the gunman puts on the gloves
Someone fell off the bridge in the middle of the night
It sounds like they're fighting but I don't really care
Street Thing - The Flu Delirium Lyrics
Street Thing - The Flu Delirium Lyrics
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Two blocks down the road and she know you'll surrender your soul
She'll get you high when you're feeling low
And this is taking it slow
Or just go and leave me on my own
I have really nowhere to go
So I'll stay here on my own
I'll be standing on my nose and singing thru my toes
And every pill out of these jeans
Still on they roll
You hear the whistle and the conductor say "all aboard, all aboard!"
The echo of our rhythm, you hear it all the time
But you don't know what hip-hop it is
Don't come to me now, 'cus she caught me so in love
And the leaves are fallen in my heart from the trees above
Seventeen whispers, and the gunman puts on the gloves
Someone fell off the bridge in the middle of the night
It sounds like they're fighting but I don't really care
She'll get you high when you're feeling low
And this is taking it slow
Or just go and leave me on my own
I have really nowhere to go
So I'll stay here on my own
I'll be standing on my nose and singing thru my toes
And every pill out of these jeans
Still on they roll
You hear the whistle and the conductor say "all aboard, all aboard!"
The echo of our rhythm, you hear it all the time
But you don't know what hip-hop it is
Don't come to me now, 'cus she caught me so in love
And the leaves are fallen in my heart from the trees above
Seventeen whispers, and the gunman puts on the gloves
Someone fell off the bridge in the middle of the night
It sounds like they're fighting but I don't really care
Writer: Christopher Cannon
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