Paroles de Blue Skies Red
If you speak with a finger in each earAnd a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
Shame, shame
I know more than your name
It's a constant situation
And the drama's always here
Well, there's no sweat
Off your sweater
And there's no love
in your love letters to me
But I have faith
That some day you'll figure out
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
there's no sweat
Off your sweater
And there's no love
in your love letters to me
But I have faith
That some day you'll figure out
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
I know more than your name
It's a constant situation
And the drama's always here
Well, there's no sweat
Off your sweater
And there's no love
in your love letters to me
But I have faith
That some day you'll figure out
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
there's no sweat
Off your sweater
And there's no love
in your love letters to me
But I have faith
That some day you'll figure out
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
If you speak with a finger in each ear
And a foot that's in your mouth
All, in your mouth
Then you could figure out
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
You're cutting me
That's the problem
Don't want one knife
I want all of them
You're coloring my blue skies
You're color my blue skies red
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