All right, all right.
OK, smoke and gas on the mall in the plaza in the fall.
Like the blocks, I’ve been harboring the most.
On the route, through the clouds,
I have to crawl through the valley and the forest.
Low fire, I’m sticking to
OK,
smoke mall the
blocks, I’ve the
OK,
am and trying get right.
I’m plaza, I’m trying get it right.
I said I am in and
to about you.
Outside in the plaza, about
It don’t rain without
Little hole’s in
I ain’t on.
I am the plaza, and get
I in the I’m to get
Pokemon, Smoking
In plaza, in fall, like
I’ve been hovering in love.
OK, OK,
OK, OK, OK,