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Flipper (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Public Flipper Limited, Live 1980 - 1985 (Flipper) · Public Flipper Limited, Live 1980 - 1985 (Flipper) · Box Set 3 [Century Child/Bless the Child] (Nightwish) · Child to Child (Mary Akerman) · Good Good Good! (Edmundo Ros) · A Child's Guide to Good and Evil (The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band) · A Child's Guide to Good And Evil (The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band) · All You Good Good People (Embrace) · Sounds Good Feels Good [Green Vinyl] (5 Seconds of Summer) – and 90 other albums »


wizard
There has got to be a twist
A pinball wizard
S'got such a supple wrist

How do you think he does it? I don't know!
What makes him so good
makes him so good?'

He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzers and bells,
Don't see lights a flashin'
Plays by sense of smell.
Always
him so good?

He ain't got no distractions,
Can't hear no buzzers and bells.
Don't see no lights a flashin',
Plays by sense of smell,
Always has
wizard
There has to be a twist,
A pinball wizard,
Not such a supple wrist.

How do you think he does it?
What makes him so good?
Ain't got no
wizard
There has got to be a twist
A pin ball wizard,
S'got such a supple wrist

How do you think he does it? I don't know!
What makes him so good
wizard
There has got to be a twist
A pinball wizard
S'got such a supple wrist

How do you think he does it? I don't know!
What makes him so good
makes him so good?'

He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzers and bells,
Don't see lights a flashin'
Plays by sense of smell.
Always
wizard
There has got to be a twist.
A pin ball wizard,
S'got such a supple wrist.
'How do you think he does it? I don't know.
What makes him so good
makes him so good?'

He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzers and bells,
Don't see lights a flashin'
Plays by sense of smell.
Always
wizard
There has got to be a twist
A pinball wizard
S'got such a supple wrist

How do you think he does it? I don't know!
What makes him so good
wizard
There has got to be a twist
A pinball wizard
S'got such a supple wrist

How do you think he does it? I don't know!
What makes him so good
wizard
There has got to be a twist
A pinball wizard
S'got such a supple wrist

How do you think he does it? I don't know!
What makes him so good
makes him so good?'

He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzers and bells,
Don't see lights a flashin'
Plays by sense of smell.
Always
makes him so good?'

He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzers and bells,
Don't see lights a flashin'
Plays by sense of smell.
Always
there has to be a twist
A pinball wizard's got such a supple wrist
How do you think he does it I don't know
What makes him so good

Ain't got no
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
Child, by society,
Love Child, never meant to be, 
Love Child, diff'rent from the rest.
Hold on, Whoa.
 
I started school in a worn, torn, dress that
all of the good love I wish you understood love
I ain't no good love I'm destiny's child destiny's child destiny's child

I could be on my way now
of a child
What a wonderful world this would be
There'd be no trouble and no strife
Just a big happy life
With a bluebird in every tree

[Chorus]
I
at me

Friday likes the good life
She'll take you for a ride now
And Sunday makes a good wife
But she wants to be a bride
So I'm in love with Saturday's
worth the pain of waiting
We'll only end up hating the child we may be creating
Love child, never meant to be
Love child, by society
Love child, always