Yoo, listen up.
Here is a story.
About a litle goy
who lives in the blue world.
And all day and
all night and every thing he sees is just blue like him,
insite and outsite.
Blue his house
with a blue litle window and a blue Corvet and every thing is
blue for him.
And his self and
everybody around ‘cus he aint got nobody to listen
~listen~listen~
I’m blue
dabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabediidabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabedii---
I’m blue
dabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabediidabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabedii---
I have a blue
house with a blue window.
Blue is the color
I’ve often went out.
Blue are the
streets and all the tree’s are
too.
I have a
girlfriend and she is so
blue.
Blue are the
people here that walk around.
Blue is like my
corbet. It’s standing
outside.
Blue are the ones
that saying where I’ve bin.
Blue are the
feelings that lives insite
me.
I’m blue.
Dabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabediidabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabedii---
I’m blue.
Dabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabediidabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabedii---
I have a blue
house with a blue window.
Blue is the color
I’ve often went out.
Blue are the
streets and all the tree’s are
too.
I have a
girlfriend and she is so
blue.
Blue are the
people here that walk around.
Blue is like my
corbet. It’s standing
outside.
Blue are the ones
that is saying where I’ve
bin.
Blue are the
feelings that lives insite
me.
I’m blue.
Dabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabediidabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabedii---
I’m blue.
Dabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabediidabedeedaboodiiidabedeedabedii---