Suicide Machines, The Extraordinary Lyrics
Artist - Suicide Machines, The
Album - Suicide Machines
Sunny day in the park and we sit out on the grass
I knew if i stole your shoes you'd chase me to get 'em back
Because i know that...
There's an extraordinary thing about you
That i can't put my finger on or figure out it's funny buy
You chased me around a tree and into a big patch of shrubs
I came out with some sticks in my hair and somebody's old pair of gloves
But i still say that...
There's an extraordinary thing about you
That i can't put my finger on or figure out it's funny
Although i never thought about it i must really like teasing you
And if you're wondering why i look at you the way that i do because
That day will be etched in my mind as the day that i made you mine
That day will live in my head as the biggest mistake of my life
Only kidding cause...
There's an extraordinary thing about you
That i can't put my finger on or figure out it's funny
There's an extraordinary thing about you
That i can't put my finger on or figure out it's funny