We should have started the first day we met now you're sleeping by my side yeah by my side oh, i can't stand it why... I guess we were dancing
to a pony I see you in my mind's eye strangling on your tongue What's good is knowing such devotion I've been around, I know what makes things run What
to a pony I see you in my mind's eye strangling on your tongue What's good is knowing such devotion I've been around - I know what makes things run
The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating Another boy was sliding up the hallway He
So frightened I was thinking of sinful deeds I'd done I failed to see the thousand head of cattle start to run The cattle they stampeded, were running all around My pony
end of the song But if I'm wrong, then my complete apology, you will see This can not happen, now you know that I don't wanna believe That you would be forever lettin' other
ride into each other go into each other fall into each other i just don't understand who dealt me my hand one day we'll ride into each other go
No you'll not now or no other day Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache? And inside it the people made of molasses That every other day buy
to a pony I see you in my mind's eye strangling on your tongue What good is knowing such devotion I've been around--I know what makes things run What
they both call me to me with words i never knew there's a bug inside the thimble theres a band-aid on her thumb and a pony in the river turning blue
of the song But if I'm wrong, then my complete apology, you will see This can not happen, now you know that I don't wanna believe That you would be forever lettin' other
when i first hear this shit, i told drake it should have been called, over for these other niggas. Yeah, it's my turn. Chorus: I know wayy to many people
m gettin' mine right now man You niggas had a run but it's over, said it's over I tried to tell ya You niggas had a run but it's over, said it's over
to know It was creepy the way they hovered above end swooped down on the children. Their mouths agape exposing fangs of fire. run children run The three
They both call to me with words I never knew There's a bug inside the thimble, there's a band-aid on her thumb And a pony in the river turning blue They
