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Correct A Little Late Lyrics
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Correct A Little Late
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Doctor Doctor Brother Brother Father Mother Father Mother If we're the bother then we'll be bothered For the wait, for the wait Doctor Doctor Brother Brother Father Mother Father Mother If we're the bother then we'll be bothered 'Til the date, 'til the date You make the sun rise when the sun won't rise You make the sun bright nights And if I'm not thinking really, really greatly You let the sun rise twice You make the creeps hide When the creeps come alive You make the creeps run away What is a nightmare of a living monster? What is a nightmare? Me Chase away the thoughts that make you hate 'Cause hate does not create And hate at best will just keep you a little late, a little late Chase away the thoughts that make you hate 'Cause hate does not create And hate at best will just keep you a little late, a little late Doctor Doctor Brother Brother Father Mother Father Mother If we're the bother then we'll be bothered For the wait and 'til the date You make the sun rise when the sun won't rise You make the sun bright nights And if I'm not thinking really, really greatly You let the sun rise twice You make the creeps hide When the creeps come alive You make the creeps run away What is a nightmare of a living monster? What is a nightmare? Me Chase away the thoughts that make you hate 'Cause hate does not create And hate at best will just keep you a little late, a little late If you slip down the ice, I'm not following you 'Cause you're the one who requested those glass shoes You think you're gonna be the next man on the moon But you can't even stick to an original tune Chase away the thoughts that make you hate 'Cause hate does not create And hate at best will just keep you a little late, a little late Chase away the thoughts that make you hate 'Cause hate does not create And hate at best will just keep you a little late, a little late You make the sun rise when the sun won't rise You make the sun bright nights And if I'm not thinking really, really greatly You let the sun rise twice You make the creeps hide When the creeps come alive You make the creeps run away What is a nightmare of a living monster? What is a nightmare? Me A little late, a little late, a little late, a little late
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