Seven Ways Till Sunday

T.R.A.M.

Score: 13
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Played: 35

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Lingua Franca

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Thinkin' 'bout you And all the things you say you'd like to do to me Got me waitin' patient for the perfect opportunity to say I wish I was doin' em too Got me up here all night thinkin' 'bout you And all the hopes you give me for a brighter day Jump up in our rocket ship and ride away Oh, I wish I was boppin' witchu All the thoughts I think up when you gimme my medicine, yeah I see some land up ahead, and they want you as their president So I take a deep breath, heave it in Hoping it'll last, I close my eyes and tell myself that miracles can happen I just know they can, yeah, I just know they can So let's take this opportunity to bop with you You can show me all the bops you sure know how to do Got me learnin' quickly I want all of you And it seems like you want some of me So let's take this opportunity to bop with you You can tell the taxi where to drop us to When we get inside there ain't no stoppin' you Oh, I'm so glad that I'm boppin' witchu All the thoughts I think up when you gimme my medicine, yeah I see some land up ahead, and they want you as their president So I take a deep breath, heave it in Hoping it'll last, I close my eyes and tell myself that miracles can happen I was hoping I could build a house with you (I just know they can, yeah, I just know they can) 'Cause you know I got a style that could fit you No mistaking that vibe when it hits you Know I never even seen you but I miss you Remember we would rave till Sunday I was hopin' we could get away someplace Maybe plan it for a month, let it run late Instead of staying here feeling unsafe I haven't even started havin' fun yet Well I have started but I'm not done yet I see a silhouette in the sunset Makes me wonder what's our story, has it begun yet? What's your buzz? I'll be your friend yeah You sure know my buzz, cause I've ten left You know better than to let this end yet Impact on my chest is like a bench press You make me bum smokes for you to exhale I look up, make jokes about chem trails I make up spaceships, you say let's sail With eco plant-based fuel, it's so good for the airspace All the thoughts I think up when you gimme my medicine, yeah (And that actually does sound fresh) I see some land up ahead, and they want you as their president So I take a deep breath, heave it in Hoping it'll last, I close my eyes and tell myself that miracles can happen I just know they can, yeah, I just know they can