A*Teens - Bouncing Off the Ceiling (Upside Down) Lyrics
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Bouncing Off the Ceiling (Upside Down)
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What Are The Lyrics For Bouncing Off the Ceiling (Upside Down) By A*Teens?
My Grades are down from A's to D's
I'm way behind in History I've lost myself in fantasies Of you and me together I don't know why-iy-iy But dreamin's all I do-do I won't get by-iy-iy on mere imagination Upside down, bouncin' off the ceilin' Inside out, stranger to this feelin' Got no clue what I should do I'll go crazy if I can't get next to you (to you) My teach, she says to concentrate So what his name was peter the great And Kings and Queens will have to wait 'Cause I don't have forever I wish that I-iy-iy could walk right up to you-you Each time I try-iy-iy the same old hesitation Upside down, bouncin' off the ceilin' Inside out, stranger to this feelin' Got no clue what I should do I'll go crazy if I can't get next to you(to you) Somehow,someway you will love me to One day will be the day when all my dreams come true Hahahahaha Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah Upside down, bouncin' off the ceilin Inside out, stranger to this feelin' Got no clue what I should do I'll go crazy if I can't get next to you Upside down, bouncin' off the ceilin Inside out, stranger to this feelin' Got no clue what I should do I'll go crazy if I can't get next to And I'll go crazy if I can't next to And I'll go crazy if I can't get next to you |
Who Wrote Bouncing Off the Ceiling (Upside Down) By A*Teens?
Gustav Jonsson, Markus Reza Sepehrmanesh, Tommy Tysper
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