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Boy With Rocket - Philadelphia Goddam Lyrics



Boy With Rocket - Philadelphia Goddam Lyrics




I rode my bike right to your house
The shutter's pulled
You locked me out

I had to wait
It's getting cold
I never do what I am told

It seemed like days
It took an hour
The taste of my gum
Was turning sour

Your blushing eyes
And bruising cheek
We stood apart
I heard him speak

Don't you wanna wanna come right in
Don't you wanna wanna come right in
Don't you wanna wanna come right in
And we'll take it slow

We played with boats
We played with cars
I stayed on earth
You went to mars

I spilled my coke
To end the day
I better go
I shouldn't stay

Don't you wanna wanna come right in
Don't you wanna wanna come right in
Don't you wanna wanna come right in
And we'll take it slow
I will take you where you've already been
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I rode my bike right to your house
The shutter's pulled
You locked me out

I had to wait
It's getting cold
I never do what I am told

It seemed like days
It took an hour
The taste of my gum
Was turning sour

Your blushing eyes
And bruising cheek
We stood apart
I heard him speak

Don't you wanna wanna come right in
Don't you wanna wanna come right in
Don't you wanna wanna come right in
And we'll take it slow

We played with boats
We played with cars
I stayed on earth
You went to mars

I spilled my coke
To end the day
I better go
I shouldn't stay

Don't you wanna wanna come right in
Don't you wanna wanna come right in
Don't you wanna wanna come right in
And we'll take it slow
I will take you where you've already been
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Writer: Andy Crank
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Performed By: Boy With Rocket
Language: English
Length: 3:57
Written by: Andy Crank

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