Paroles de Cubicle B-52
Don't I have a pretty faceAnd a nice wide small?
And hey there,
Would you like to know my name?
I would love to have you over,
But someone locked the door,
And I can't reverse the engines anymore.
Can you hear me up in outer space?
(And the world keeps spinning round.)
Can you hear me up in outer space?
On the new black fella, in my shoes, and my warm tweed suit.
There's a little red button near the mailbox over head
To get me out of any kind of jam.
Can you hear me up in outer space?
(And the world keeps spinning round.)
Can you hear me up in outer space?
If we could only reach each other,
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
I would love to have you over,
But someone locked the door,
And I can't reverse the engines anymore.
Can you hear me up in outer space?
(And the world keeps spinning round.)
Can you hear me up in outer space?
On the new black fella, in my shoes, and my warm tweed suit.
There's a little red button near the mailbox over head
To get me out of any kind of jam.
Can you hear me up in outer space?
(And the world keeps spinning round.)
Can you hear me up in outer space?
If we could only reach each other,
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
We might have gone all the way.
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