Letras: Green Day. 1,039 Smoothed Out Slappy Hours. The Judge's Daughter.
Princess in the school girl's dream
May I please speak to you?
I'm having troubles with control
And it's all because of you
Today I kept on falling down
I thought it was the street
And so I look down at my shoes
They were on the wrong feet
And I'll find it hard to be myself
Oh, can you please explain?
And I do not think that it's my health
You're the one to blame
You're the one I wish I had and
Now my girlfriend's getting mad
I cannot call this sane
I cannot call this sane
Today as I was walking down
You bumped down on me
You said, "Excuse me" but walked away
As I dropped to my knees
I prayed to the being in the sky
That my parents told me of
I asked about you but no reply
No clues about your love
And I find it hard to be myself
Oh, can you please explain?
And I do not think that it's my health
You're the one to blame
My girlfriend left me on the phone
I'm pathetically left here alone
I cannot call this sane
I cannot call this sane
Oh, can we find a way?
So that you can stay
I think I'm gonna pop
I find it hard to be myself
And can you please explain?
And I do not think that it's my health
You're the one to blame
You're the one I wish I had and
Now my girlfriend's getting mad
I cannot call this sane
I cannot call this sane
Oh, can we find a way?
So that you can stay
I think I'm gonna pop
May I please speak to you?
I'm having troubles with control
And it's all because of you
Today I kept on falling down
I thought it was the street
And so I look down at my shoes
They were on the wrong feet
And I'll find it hard to be myself
Oh, can you please explain?
And I do not think that it's my health
You're the one to blame
You're the one I wish I had and
Now my girlfriend's getting mad
I cannot call this sane
I cannot call this sane
Today as I was walking down
You bumped down on me
You said, "Excuse me" but walked away
As I dropped to my knees
I prayed to the being in the sky
That my parents told me of
I asked about you but no reply
No clues about your love
And I find it hard to be myself
Oh, can you please explain?
And I do not think that it's my health
You're the one to blame
My girlfriend left me on the phone
I'm pathetically left here alone
I cannot call this sane
I cannot call this sane
Oh, can we find a way?
So that you can stay
I think I'm gonna pop
I find it hard to be myself
And can you please explain?
And I do not think that it's my health
You're the one to blame
You're the one I wish I had and
Now my girlfriend's getting mad
I cannot call this sane
I cannot call this sane
Oh, can we find a way?
So that you can stay
I think I'm gonna pop
Green Day
1,039 Smoothed Out Slappy
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