Lyrics:
Yeah
Oh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Hmm
I remember that time when we run with a smile, those were good times
I remember pools and junk food with my mom,
Those days, those days
Those days, those days
Those days
When everyday feels the same
Those days
Those days
The sun and the sands await
Those days
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just one
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just
Don't you see their bodies burning?
I want you to be
Left behind those empty walls
Taunt you to see
From behind those empty walls
Those empty walls
to go
I can't even fade 'em
Yeah, so what you gon' do, man?
I oughtta bust 'em in the back of they head
Bust 'em in the back of they head
For those lies
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
Worried 'bout those comments
I'm
Oh, jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those peepers?
Jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those eyes?
Oh, gosh all, git up, how'd they get so lit up?
Well, this is one of those songs
That you hear now and then
You don't know just where
You don't know just when
Its one of those songs that's over
Boy let me, let me
Why don't you let me, let me
Boy let me, let me
Let me do those things for you
Boy let me, let me
Why don't you let me, let
Another Monday morning
Another five day week ahead
Such a lonely weekend
Sleeping in a half filled bed
Got those need-a-man blues
I need a man
Torturing rats with a hack-saw
And pulling the wings off of flies
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but
Oh, jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those peepers?
Jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those eyes?
Oh, gosh all, git up, how'd they get so lit up?
LAZY, HAZY, CRAZY DAYS OF SUMMER
WRITERS TOBIAS, HANS BRADTKE, CARSTE
Roll out those lazy, hazy,
crazy days of summer Those days of soda
when streets
And music merge niggas comin at me sideways
Nigga get your hammer and let's do
This the right way for real
You know we pop those thangs
how we felt inside
But those years are over (Ooh) don’t worry baby (Ooh)
Those years are over (Ooh), don’t worry baby (Ooh)
We’re all getting older
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just
It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things
It was just
Oh, jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those peepers?
Jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those eyes?
Oh, gosh all, git up, how'd they get so lit up?
Tap down those boots while I beat around
Let's funk downtown
Tap down those boots while I beat around
Funk me downtown
I lay around, touch
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