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Roots Manuva - Dreamy Days lyrics
Dah dah dah dah dah, dah dah dah dah dah dah dah, dah dah dah dah dah La la la la, la la la la Dreamy days, (la la la la) come what may, (la la la la) we feel no way (la la la la), There's gonna be fun and lots of laughter Dreamy days, (la la la la) come what may, (la la la la) we feel no way (la la la la), There's gonna be fun and lots of laughter I'm just a long foot barely talk I might take of my shoes wan' take of my socks tonight Take a little peep under that frock tonight But there be no body pop pop tonight You know my style I keep it on a holy outta body mind blown We in some zone So how deep can we sow those seeds and procede to buck the limit? Spinnin' in a whirlpool, essential peek Messin' around with all these chemical rushes When natural highs come a whole lot cheaper Sweet to Geha got me singin' baby baby babe I got the sudden urge to misbehave I want to take you away from all the stresses Buy you nice flowers and expensive dresses You don't believe me, you think I'm cheesy Dreamy days, (la la la la) come what may, (la la la la) we feel no way (la la la la), There's gonna be fun and lots of laughter Dreamy days, (la la la la) come what may, (la la la la) we feel no way (la la la la), There's gonna be fun and lots of laughter I want to feel ya, I want to know ya, I want to hold ya But at the same time situations are complex Cause you got particulars, I got particulars Old circles are sick of us Cause we're walkin' down a primrose row To everything and nothing So can you picture past the honeymoon where you beat me with a wooden spoon And you got me sleepin' on the couch Now I'm thinkin' who's house is this? This is my money, this is my pain, these are my drugs This is my brain, and it's never gonna be the same Dreamy days, (la la la la) come what may, (la la la la) we feel no way (la la la la), There's gonna be fun and lots of laughter Dreamy days, (la la la la) come what may, (la la la la) we feel no way (la la la la), There's gonna be fun and lots of laughter I'm a one man powerhouse succeeding within the scene Son of the sir, livin' the love livin' the dream Whippersnappers get jeolous it's true they don't know 'Bout my x amount of heart break years of low dough We professional we dealin' with bussiness Revolution creep up slap you on the nose bridge Touces in the back room gettin' the dutch And these women in my black book they all quite posh Still I wash my own breif wash my own socks Some cocks y'all the horny bastards gressy polls Square peg in a round hole too much show now Some say I'm arrogant some say I'm laid back From a council fact payin' higher rate tax Who's the daps, who's the geez, must be me, Manuva MC With a second LP for all of the girls I got the vitality It's my Dreamy days, (la la la la) come what may, (la la la la) we feel no way (la la la la), There's gonna be fun and lots of laughter Dreamy days, (la la la la) come what may, (la la la la) we feel no way (la la la la), There's gonna be fun and lots of laughter Dreamy days, (la la la la) come what may, (la la la la) we feel no way (la la la la), There's gonna be fun and lots of laughter Dreamy days, (la la la la) come what may, (la la la la) we feel no way (la la la la), There's gonna be fun and lots of laughter |
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