Don't you put those things in my bag.
I need space for my stuff.
I tried to get the end of the breath to give myself a few more.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Tear the paper off the box.
Sometimes the best fun.
Watching all the girls and their clocks.
Holding back the fun run.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
'Cause all these things are running 'round my head.
Catch them, stop them, hold them in your hands.
Finding out that Santas dead.
No, that's not true, son.
Waiting for the winter to come,
So I can spend time with you some.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
'Cause all these things are running 'round my head.
Catch them, stop them, hold them in your hands.
'Cause all these things are running 'round my head.
Catch them, stop them, hold them in your hands.
Gloria Cycles - Bag Lyrics
Gloria Cycles - Bag Lyrics
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Don't you put those things in my bag.
I need space for my stuff.
I tried to get the end of the breath to give myself a few more.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Tear the paper off the box.
Sometimes the best fun.
Watching all the girls and their clocks.
Holding back the fun run.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
'Cause all these things are running 'round my head.
Catch them, stop them, hold them in your hands.
Finding out that Santas dead.
No, that's not true, son.
Waiting for the winter to come,
So I can spend time with you some.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
'Cause all these things are running 'round my head.
Catch them, stop them, hold them in your hands.
'Cause all these things are running 'round my head.
Catch them, stop them, hold them in your hands.
I need space for my stuff.
I tried to get the end of the breath to give myself a few more.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Tear the paper off the box.
Sometimes the best fun.
Watching all the girls and their clocks.
Holding back the fun run.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
'Cause all these things are running 'round my head.
Catch them, stop them, hold them in your hands.
Finding out that Santas dead.
No, that's not true, son.
Waiting for the winter to come,
So I can spend time with you some.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
Don't you put those things in my bag.
'Cause all these things are running 'round my head.
Catch them, stop them, hold them in your hands.
'Cause all these things are running 'round my head.
Catch them, stop them, hold them in your hands.
Writer: Jennifer Kate Dalby, Julian James Ward, Kenneth William McCracken
Copyright: Lyrics © A+G SYNC INC
Copyright: Lyrics © A+G SYNC INC
Performed By: Gloria Cycles
Length: 3:55
Written by: Jennifer Kate Dalby, Julian James Ward, Kenneth William McCracken