Matthew Barber - We're Gonna Play Lyrics
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We're Gonna Play
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What Are The Lyrics For We're Gonna Play By Matthew Barber?
I'm seeking someone to save my soul
Searching high but I'm low I'm gonna start in the middle With a cat and not a fiddle And my notes are gonna follow so Seeking someone to save my soul Feeling low when I'm high I'm gonna start at the ending 'Cause it's time to start pretending That I'm doing something with this life That I'm doing something with my time Well, I want you for my breakfast And I want you for my lunch When I sleep in on the weekend I gonna want you for my brunch 'Cause you're the glory in my morning Well, you're the sunshine in my day And when the whole city is snoring We're gonna play, we're gonna play The city's cold and the country's slow I think I'll float out to sea And maybe find me an island Where the water meets the sky And you'll never ever hear from me The city's cold and the country's slow And I'm a long away from shore And I'm a fool to the little When our wives have been considered And my girl is practically next door And I'm loving her more and more Well, I want you for my breakfast And I want you for my lunch When I sleep in on the weekend I gonna want you for my brunch 'Cause you're the glory in my morning Well, you're the sunshine in my day And when the whole city is snoring We're gonna play, we're gonna play We're gonna play, we're gonna play Get things started right today We're gonna play, we're gonna play If you say you're gonna stay Than I might never go away Not another day, not another day |
Who Wrote We're Gonna Play By Matthew Barber?
Matthew Elliott Barber
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