Letras:
Ultimate Fakebook This Will Be A Laughing Week

way I'll wait in this dance floor haze And suffer this silly suit just for one more gaze And I'm sneakin' around like a fool, so dumb On a Saturday night, man, is this

mention Today's the science fair, be sure you're there Concern about this girl's allegiance This girl, this girl This girl could be your best friend one day Or this

a smart bomb in a theater far, far away We'll be singin' 'Woo hoo hoo', oh man, that's great 'Cause I never thought that this could happen That I could ever feel this

It takes a lot to get things done, but of course, we will And we can't spend our time on something that might not ever come So just sit back 'cuz this

on real drums Don't let this carry on, dear son Real drums forever I guess I can't say much, 'cuz you got me dancin' But if this ain't new disco, it

easy in a shitty school" Why do I feel soaked in cinnamon? Every time she touches me I choke When her sugar sin gets hotter on my tongue Code red, code red 'Cuz this

up! [Chorus] On Sunday the tears were fallin' and trickling down your cheeks, But yesterday's cares are no big deal 'cause this will be laughing week This will be laughing week

up! [Chorus] On Sunday the tears were fallin' and trickling down your cheeks, But yesterday's cares are no big deal Cuz this will be laughing week This will be laughing week