Ba Da Do Ba Bop
Walking down the street,
My anger is boiling,
Put my headphones on,
“I live a Looonely Avenuuee, aaw yes sir” I start to sing
“Cupid, draw back your bow,”
Happiness speeds up the blood in my flow
“Loose yourself in the moment you own it..”
Boys on the basketball court are playing themselves fit,
A little later, driving past Walmart,
“I told you I was trouble, ya know I'm no gooood”
Man..I would've seen her live if I could,
“Chain, chain, chain...chain of fools”
Now we're left with music industries tools,
The one thing I can always rely on to make me smile,
Knowing couple hundred tunes come alive when I twist this dial,
They're so different,
But all the same,
Explaining different kind pain,
Struggles and triumphs everyday
Telling their story just to me,
There's my connection,
That's the way musics' supposed to be
Copyright © Lynn Dolly | Year Posted 2012
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