Bowling for Soup - Ridiculous Lyrics

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Ridiculous

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What Are The Lyrics For Ridiculous By Bowling for Soup?
Don't try to talk when there's nothing to say.
Kept bottled up, we get carried away. Then I fall, then I fall down. Then we fall down. And you know that it makes me feel so ridiculous. A pocket full of posies We fall down on the inside; pretty on the outside. Turn it around, can we turn it around? Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now. But it's looking up. A second chance, a much better day. A sunset that just won't go away. Then I fall, then I fall down. We all fall down. And you know that it makes me feel so ridiculous. A pocket full of posies We fall down on the inside; pretty on the outside. Turn it around, can we turn it around? Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now. But it's looking up. And you know you said you'd never end up this way. Close the door behind you, i just want to stay for a while. We all fall down, we all fall down, we all fall Down on the inside; pretty on the outside. Turn it around, can we turn it around? Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now. But it's looking up. Down on the inside; pretty on the outside. Turn it around, can we turn it around? Try to make a comeback with nowhere to start from now. But it's looking up. |
Who Wrote Ridiculous By Bowling for Soup?
Casey Di Iorio, Jaret Ray Reddick
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What's The Duration Of The Ridiculous By Bowling for Soup?The duration of Ridiculous is 3:58 minutes and seconds. |
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