Sounds that cut off short
They make up rhythms.
And pixelated many pixel food.
Well I thought I found the way to lay the joystick down
The girl with eyes the color of pea soup.
And there's a flame, there's a spark,
But she beat my high score.
So say goodbye, there's the door.
I can't see you anymore.
And there's a flame, there's a spark,
But she beat my high score.
So say goodbye, there's the door.
I can't see you anymore.
No, not (___?) away
Besides, she lost her coat just yesterday
The dry cleaners must've mixed the tickets up
And so she got some guy's (___?) three-piece suit instead.
And there's a flame, there's a spark,
But she beat my high score.
So say goodbye, there's the door.
I can't see you anymore.
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