Song parody of
Moving Day
by BADMNRCH and Realnamejames and Nicklaus Gray
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We broke it off, for what
Switch your lanes,
It's the same old thang
The journey, not the destination
You packed up then drove out my life
You out of California
So the sunshine don't never touch your face
You moved from California
On a perfect day but now my heart's in shade
Come back to California
I miss you, I meant to
Bring you to California
Maybe stick around when the sun goes down
Ain't gon' do
She told me she known to leave
I said what are we supposed to be?
Your picture be so serene
Real life this ain't make believe
Gave you rocky road
But you ain't comfortable
Wait up look
New plane ticket no stub gon fix
Maintain till I find love like this
No game I don't like stuff like this
Propane got ya gassed up oh shit
You same but we maintain
Gotta little new thing 'til the day came
Hold up look
I have been stuffed in the back of your brain
You make the present a basket of pain
We broke it off, for what
Switch your lanes,
It's the same old thang
The journey, not the destination
You packed up then drove out my life
You out of California
So the sunshine don't never touch your face
You moved from California
On a perfect day but now my heart's in shade
Come back to California
I miss you, I meant to
Bring you to California
Maybe stick around when the sun goes down
Ain't gon' do
She told me she known to leave
I said what are we supposed to be?
Your picture be so serene
Real life this ain't make believe
Gave you rocky road
But you ain't comfortable
Wait up look
New plane ticket no stub gon fix
Maintain till I find love like this
No game I don't like stuff like this
Propane got ya gassed up oh shit
You same but we maintain
Gotta little new thing 'til the day came
Hold up look
I have been stuffed in the back of your brain
You make the present a basket of pain
