
时间:2016-08-05
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Don't tell me not to live just sittin' further
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring around the clouds
You'll rain on my parade
Don't tell me not to fly
I simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It's me and not you
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade
I'll March my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I fanned out your turn yeah that sir
At least I didn't fake it hat sir
I guess I didn't make it
But well the rambler rows of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose of nice complexion
A cindy rolled the shiny apple of it's eye
I gotta fly once
I gotta try once
Only goodbye one's flight sir
Ooh love is juicy juicy and usey
I gotta have my flight sir
Get ready for me love 'cause I'mma comma
I simply got a March 'cause I'm a drunker
Don't bring around the clouds
You'll rain on my parade
I'm gonna live and live now
Get what I want
I know how
One roll for the whole shabam
One throw that bell will go clad
Eye on the target and wham
One shot one gun shot and bham
Hey mr arnstein here I am
I'll March my band out
I'll beat my drum
And if I fanned out
Your turn at bat sir
At least I didn't fake it hat sir
I guess I didn't make it
Get ready for me love 'cause I'mma comma
I simply got a March my heart's a drummer
No buddy no no
Buddy it's gonna rain on my parade