Letras
Squealer, feeler (Is in the rear)
I'm stuck in my old shoes waiting
For that finger feeling
Come on over me
Jackson Square, hot soup waiting
Fumbling standing, oh, I'm sitting down
Cut my finger
Hurts to push it down
And I feel it
And I see it
Do you believe it?
Ooh-hoo, yeah
Looser (come stay awhile)
With your feet up, let's make a child
Like a bedroom (all full of stuff)
In ten years, come make a smile
I see it
I feel it
Do you believe it?
I'll believe it, ooh-hoo
That's right