Print

Tall King Saul says he wants it allIf he's willing to crawl he can have a ballI can't do a wheelieI can't touch the ceilingI can't have good luckI can't double dutchThe day you cut your hair I thoughtThere'll never be another a head of hair that softI can't figure whyWe were always like a stick in the eyeSilver Aphrodite in her chocolate nightieSays she wants to try me, she won't bite meI can't French inhaleI can't read in brailleI can't put love in a cupI can't do a chin upI dropped your hand that dayThat day I saw you running, running awayNow you're gone, it's no fairI can never touch that hairLetras de canciones(???) chants I think I canWith the truth in the sand and a rubber bandI can't do cat's cradleI can't set the tableI can't build an atom bombHey Aphrodite come sit right by meI consider it (inviting me?)(That ?) are hidingI can't fix a bikeI can't fly a kiteI can't hide my head in the sandI can't shoot my rubber bandNo no no, let's go go goTo a pond or a pound or a drag car showI can't do a cartwheelI can't explain how I feelWhen you can't give a hangI can't accept it From Letras Mania