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 Song Poetry



DonatePrivateId: 9121.04.2008
By:  GHKadmin  
I wanna be a rapper.
I wanna be a rapper
Be dandy fine and dapper
My dancing girl they clap her
When she dances with my papa
Then we all fall down

We rock to the beat
Bodies glisten in the heat
It’s a real weekend treat
Then back beneath the sheets
Where we all fall down

Now we are three, four five and six
Take them down the flicks
Watch old movies like tom mix
That’s how they get their kicks
Then they all fall down

Suddenly they have gone
Vanished like the sun
We’re back to one and one
No bullets in my gun
Cos we’ve all fell down

Now grandkids come around
Playing the same old sounds
Our room is out of bounds
They’re bopping in the grounds
And we’ve all fell down

Can’t get up again
Can’t get up again
Can’ get up again
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