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letra de kangaroo - sweetheart

kangaroo by sweetheart

shiver in the cold when i h-h-hold
onto my schoolgirl—, old days they’re gone
go and don’t think where i’m going well so?
when i play this in my thoughts
you’re doing well dog, just taking off
a rising star, rating a plus
nra”s still backing us man
bring it on the works, please
miles to go where no one sleeps
stretch those wings and soon
you’ll swoop in oh
and once your wings get caught be a wind
and if you meet some good women
bring them to my shows
just kidding, no
but really i made you, kid
so i hope it goes well
like, i said

chorus
child of mine, up in my spine
we’re trying this we’re trying
child of mine, up in my spine
lеt me find out let me find
child of minе, up in my spine
we’re trying this we’re trying
child of mine, up in my spine
let me find out let me find
rodney’s asleep, i ain’t got nothing to do
and in three days, you’re late
we can pick a date and induce
choose the date but not the body
the bag but now the news reads welcome to the planet
baby kangaroo
i’m just like you it’s weird and fun
the first time i cried i was really too young
tisk tisk you guys, what you done did
got one more good girl trying to figure out her kid
think he’ll be a great leader tell him if i haven’t had a chance
be humbled by the ocean and when he goes to his first dance
play rap and hiphop by request cus we always play close to the chest
your rightful place is in his eyes may god protect you forever and a life

chorus
child of mine, up in my spine
we’re trying this we’re trying
child of mine, up in my spine
let me find out let me find
child of mine, up in my spine
we’re trying this we’re trying
child of mine, up in my spine
let me find out let me find

words of advice and many paths
i think of them and laugh
a way for one guy a way was a manger
no crib like mtv, mmm—
you’re ready to pop, i’m ready to play
and you could be here any day
child, children listen however they can
sometimes say no to a naughty old man
eyes growing in the back of my head
but even jesus had no crib for a bed
that’s not good, and in no words, the world’s been screwed
and if times mommy said enough’s enough
child of mine
child of mine
child of mine

- sweetheart

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