Privates (The)
The Mighty Ducks Are Back!
The tables are gone at long lastThe line through the door moves too fastAnd I want to be where you'll goYour buddies can't see what you knowYou knowHe's begging you for a day offBut the lines in the floor seem too softAnd I want to go where you'll beBut nobody knows what I seeThe little sparks in the airTrickle down and singe your hairAnd they move so fastThey whistle past your earUntil they crownWe're winding down
From Letras Mania