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bill wurtz

write a song on the count of 3

 

write a song on the count of 3

(album: my next album - 2014)


I'm gonna write a song on the count of three
I'm gonna do it right on the count of three
One, two, three
Oh, it looks like you believed me

One time I put too much change in the laundry machine
The laundry machine, oh, the laundry was clean
Well, I guess that makes me one clean son of a gun, ooh ah

Hey, hey, hey, look at me, I'm a crazy machine
I say what I mean, whenever I please
Well, I guess that's just my little way of chasing my dreams
It helps me get free, to say what I mean
Well, I guess that makes me one lean mean machine, ooh eh
But I know that's just the way it's gotta be

There are miracles in Kansas, you can see them on TV
But how much do those folks get paid to say, what they're seeing is a mystery

I'm gonna sing a tune on the count of three
You can sing it too, if you please
If it makes you feel okay, then I've done my job today
And maybe get some sleep at night

I'm camped out in the yard
And I'm staring at the stars
Thinking about green leaves, green stems, green trees
Green automobiles, green flying machines
Girls in green-blue jeans

I've been waiting so long just to find the girl for me
One who thinks and talks of crazy things just like me
But I ain't gonna find her in Florida
No, I ain't gonna find her in Houston, oh
No, I ain't gonna find her in America

I'm gonna write a song on the count of three
One, two, three
I think it's complete

done

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