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Max Him – Japanese Girl Lyrics

So I think of you and the things you
And if you said word I would stay with you
Here today
is there a way?

Oh, japanese girl I wanna see your eyes
Your ??? way, well it drives me wild
Will you say
Is there a way?

Ref.
Japanese girl take my heart
In your direction never part
Sweet ??? over one
The one who moves me from the start
Sayonara ends the night

And I await the morning light
Japanese girl take my heart
Cause I just want to hold you tight

I never will forget the night with you
And how they look, the Tokyo lights on you
Let’s replay
Is there a way?

I know you got your culture and I got mine
Together let’s enjoy the so precious time
For today
What do you say?

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Yung Bleu – Talk Shit Lyrics (feat. Mgm Lett & C-Nile)

(Jwestbeats)
(Jkei, really?)
Oh, ayy

[Yung Bleu:]
I got two Glocks just like I’m Iron Man
Come try your luck, I’ma up that stick just like a blind man
I’ma serve these chickens while they hot just like a frying pan
Ain’t get no advance, turned that to a hundred bands
Walk in my show like, "Look who payin’"
Then got my cash and f*cked them fans
He move too smart, can’t trust no man
Let’s have a baby, little bae
Damn, he gon’ bust it out the window
And I got that chopper with the cartridge like I play Nintendo
I just took the Bentley, got it bulletproofed
Exterminator, you a rat, just know we had to get rid of you
Covered in diamonds, I hope I don’t drown in all these Cubans

And I just need me a bitch
Who like to talk shit and like to take dick
And we gon’ get rich
We gon’ get this money, I can’t play around
And I just need me a bitch
Who like to talk shit, who like to take dick
And we gon’ get rich
We gon’ get this money, I can’t play around

[MGM Lett:]
Done mostly fell in love with the plug
I think I fell in love with the drugs
I did what I did and it was what it was
I’m the man up in my city
When I walk up in this bitch, they know what’s up, yeah
I walked up in this bitch with like a dub
Gettin’ love from all the bitches, all the broke niggas just mug
Knowin’ if a nigga play, then I’m gon’ lay him down
Please don’t try me or my gang ’cause we don’t play around
I know my niggas snuck the glizzys in at the club

[Yung Bleu:]

And I just need me a bitch
Who like to talk shit and like to take dick
And we gon’ get rich
We gon’ get this money, I can’t play around
And I just need me a bitch
Who like to talk shit, who like to take dick
And we gon’ get rich
We gon’ get this money, I can’t play around

[C-Nile:]
Uh, I want a bad, bougie, business-mindin’ chick with a lil’ hood in her
That’ll kick that paper out soon as I stick this wood in her
Catch a case, she’ll be right there with daddy bond money
I’m a bad boy combin’ through this Sean money
Voice hard as concrete, words smooth as silk, though
Pushed a whole lot of weight, never got ripped, though
Hit her with this vitamin D, she drink the milk, though
Yeah, I done been robbed before, nigga got killed, though
Car ain’t got no roof like it lost its voice
Like a mirror after a hot shower, I make ’em moist
By the time I’m finished beatin’ up that puddy, that cat be parched
My pockets sittin’ fat, yours flat, you ain’t got no arch, nigga
In Roger Williams Projects, bein’ broke is forbidden
The game greasy, nigga, I’m talkin’ Church’s Chicken
I’m street, so ‘fore you cross me, look both ways
Nigga with the attitude, wrist full of O’Sheas

[Yung Bleu:]
And I just need me a bitch
Who like to talk shit and like to take dick
And we gon’ get rich
We gon’ get this money, I can’t play around
And I just need me a bitch
Who like to talk shit, who like to take dick
And we gon’ get rich
We gon’ get this money, I can’t play around

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Jamie Lawson – Closure Lyrics

They say time’s a healer
What if I don’t wanna heal?
What’s the point in feeling better
Without you here to make it real?

‘Cause it’s hard to accept
That the world hasn’t kept
You right here next to me

So what use closure
When you don’t want love to be over?
What use closure
When you don’t want love to be over?

My friends are getting worried
Maybe I should see someone
But there’s no way I’m in a hurry
To move on

So what use closure
When you don’t want love to be over?

What use closure
When you don’t want love to be over, over?

I keep holding the pain ’cause I need it
Let the love that remains keep bleeding, bleeding

‘Cause it’s hard to accept
That the world hasn’t kept
You right here next to me

So what use closure
When you don’t want love to be over?
What use closure
When you don’t want love to be over, over?

What use closure
When you don’t want love to be over?
What use closure
When you don’t want love to be over?

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Huntsmen – God Will Stop Trying Lyrics

If you stare long enough, you can see a star dying
If you wait long enough even, God will stop trying

In the dark of the night
Just your will and a knife
You can dig the fear from your bones

If you climb high enough you can feel the air dissipate
If you stand fast enough even God is forced to wait

In the dark of the night
Just your will and a knife
You can dig the fear from your soul

God will stop trying, no hand to guide us

No word to bind us, no end to strive for
No fire to warm us when light is dying
The fountain dried up, God will stop trying
Take heed and listen, your muscles screaming
The heavens watching, your heartbeat pounding
For in the distance, your end is coming
Gather your might and stand up and fight it

God will stop trying
God will stop trying
God will stop

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Tabitha – Terug Naar Toen Lyrics

Niet een man van deze tijd, nee
Een oude ziel in een jonge huid
Ik weet niet waaraan ik jou te danken heb
Je brengt weer leven in mijn oude bed

Woorden zeggen niet meer genoeg babe
Maar in je armen weet ik wat ik voel
Bij jou voel ik me de mooiste vrouw
Ik weet wat ik wil en ik wil het nog steeds met jou

Jij doet mij o zo goed
Je brengt mij terug naar toen
Naar die eerste zoеn
Ik wil het overdoen

Oh jij, jij, jij
Oh yеah, yeah, yeah
Oh jij, jij, jij
Je brengt me terug naar toen

Na al die jaren ben jij er nog steeds, ja

Niet meer op zoek, jij maakt mij compleet
Wanneer de drukte toeslaat, ben jij mijn rust
Wanneer de lichten uitgaan en jij mij kust

Zeggen woorden niet meer genoeg, nee
Want in je armen weet ik wat ik voel
Bij jou voel ik me de mooiste vrouw
Ik weet wat ik wil en ik wil het nog steeds met jou
Jij doet mij o zo goed
Je brengt mij terug naar toen
Naar die eerste zoen
Ik wil het overdoen

Oh jij, jij, jij
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh jij, jij, jij
Je brengt me terug naar toen

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Mistah F.a.b. – This Is What’s Cool? Lyrics

[Hook]
My city got more murders than yours
My hood got more killers than you
My block got more drug dealers than you
And it’s the type of shit that niggas really think it’s cool!
They’re telling on their cell, look at the Instagram pictures
Posing with guns, rolling weed, blowing swishers
Sipping hell of syrup, drinking hell of liquor
And it’s the type of shit that niggas really think it’s cool!

[Verse 1]
We salute the drug dealers but look down on drug users
When both are the problem, that’s no hope for the future
We’re bragging incarceration, like that deserves congratulations
We have welcome home parties, but neglect those that are graduating!
We drink poison, smoke death, snore lethal, shoot evil
Fabricate about our wealth, and willing to die for their people
Fake love for fake thugs.. one should…
And as soon as we lose a loved one we just add them to our swears like:
“Swear on lil G, no! Swear on baby T
But I swear these swears really don’t mean anything!”
It’s an escape from the lies and the harsh realities
And a constant reminder about the constant casualties
See, we claim to be brothers, but we kill one another
Can’t love that child when child don’t love that mother!
Can’t love that son, when son don’t love that father
Ain’t nobody listening, man, why should I even bother?
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I was watching world star the other day seen a two year old that smoke
In my city the other day, a two year old got smoked!
Black people praised the preacher like Roman Catholics praise the Pope

Church house or crack house with chapel one gives you hope!
Obama won again so now they are saying two terms
But as long as we ear the two chains, no one really has concerns
That’s no distant city, that’s my brother one fifty
Just a mentality and the youth is all bad in my city!
Hurts my heart to see the news, as the people we’re confused
As a man loses wife, waiting in line for some shoes
Like a hundred and fifty dollars is life valued like
Twenty five to life for some…
And it’s hard in the ghetto, man the light it’s not smooth
But leave it after us, you will think this life’s cool like:
Posing with guns, rolling weed, blowing swishers
Sipping hell of syrup, drinking hell of liquor!

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
They say… fell off, bring back the yellow bus
I say OK, I’mma bring back promotion of the drugs
The death and the violence, the bullets and the guns
The misguided message, the waste of righteous tongue
The f*ck tomorrow attitude, the malice and the ruin
Then what am I doing? Just wasting my influence!
The care free, twenty three, young fly me
I’m cool, thanks to my daughter, Liberty
[Hook]
My city got more murders than yours
My hood got more killers than you
My block got more drug dealers than you
And it’s the type of shit that niggas really think it’s cool!
They’re telling on their cell, look at the Instagram pictures
Posing with guns, rolling weed, blowing swishers
Sipping hell of syrup, drinking hell of liquor
And it’s the type of shit that niggas really think it’s cool

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Tobacco – Motorlicker Lyrics

Hake me
Don’t shake me
You picked the perfect day
To break me
Hide me
Don’t find me
You’ve got an empty face
That’s trying

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Hotboii – Anonymous Lyrics (feat. LPB Poody)

[Intro]
Put him on a list
A nigga talking super
Ay put that nigga on a list
Checkmate but we gon cross him out though
(Grra Grra) Hot cut the fan on
Later
Let me tell you what I heard though

[Chorus: Hotboii]
I heard that nigga talking super put him on a list
And I don’t even know my shooter he anonymous
Green beam on your head he don’t wanna miss
And if it’s beef bloodshed we can’t coexist
Let off 1 shot just know its 30 coming after
Leave just one Glock but we be spinning like a pasta
We need to run him down cause these bullets a little faster
p*ssy froze up just like we caught him in Alaska

[Verse 1: Hotboii]
Clorox your block cleaning when I’m spraying it
Big Glocks for us I ain’t the one for test it
Last nigga tried he ain’t study he wasn’t ready
Even if you did your homework you gon fail it
In school I was failing so I be felon
I was hitting houses *
Scope where your scalp is I see you got dandruff
I don’t care where your vest at I’m jumping where your head at
*
My circle like a tire, spinning like a fast wheel
And I know wap got my back like an ad-lib
Don’t f*ck with 11 cause he be with 12 them
He be working with the feds them
Stupid bitch suck my dick now she wanna kiss
He gon cuff the bot never pass he got no assists
Creeping like a ninja turtle we got shells
Lotta niggas screaming murder never killed
But look

[Chorus: Hotboii]
I heard that nigga talking super put him on a list
And I don’t even know my shooter he anonymous
Green beam on your head he don’t wanna miss

And if it’s beef bloodshed we can’t coexist
Let off 1 shot just know its 30 coming after
Leave just one Glock but we be spinning like a pasta
We need to run him down cause these bullets a little faster
p*ssy froze up just like we caught him in Alaska

[Verse 2: Lpb Poody]
Call him hot potato pop a potato cause the potato hot
Remember clutching * they say I drink a lot
Spin a nigga wig just to see what he be thinking bout
Caught a goose he was on the loose but I can’t say a lot
My niggas we forever we been thugging since the *
* gon shoot no hesitation he be on stand by
Niggas out her playing hide and seek but never pop out
Picasso paint a nigga like a portrait now he cropped out
Green light mentality we never heard of stop signs
Karate chop a nigga do him like chicken, no popeyes
.40 with a dick all in his face he feeling cockeyed
I beat a nigga ass he could be 6 feet or my size
But they know I slide like 3rd base yeah I be stealing
This .40 make a nigga paralyzed catch a feeling
Ain’t ducking no ashes no we don’t hide so nigga kill it
He vegan so if they screaming beef you know we grill it

[Chorus: Hotboii]
I heard that nigga talking super put him on a list
And I don’t even know my shooter he anonymous
Green beam on your head he don’t wanna miss
And if it’s beef bloodshed we can’t coexist
Let off 1 shot just know its 30 coming after
Leave just one Glock but we be spinning like a pasta
We need to run him down cause these bullets a little faster
p*ssy froze up just like we caught him in Alaska

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Ziana Zain – Menadah Gerimis Lyrics

Bagaikan terdengarnya suara
Menghakis mengikis naluri
Mengeruhkan jernih suasana
Dan merentap harapan

(chorus)
Tiada erti aku merindu
Jika kau tak ingin bertemu
Apa gunanya bercinta di dalam kepura-puraan
Yang lafaz cinta hanya bibir
Namun diri tak seringnya hadir
Di saat engkau diperlukan… Aku hampa

Usah dikelirukan cinta

Yang terkusut jiwa merana
Jangan dengan separuh hati
Diri ini kau cintai

Usahlah renung hanya di mata
Benamkanlah ke dasar hati
Renunganmu telusnya pasti
Berarasy ke syurga cinta

Menanti kunjungan hampir pasti
Mengharap titis embun pagi
Dan bagai menadah gerimis
Yang masih pulang pergi

(ulang chorus hingga akhir)

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Sevn Alias – Regendruppels Lyrics

[Songtekst van "Regendruppels"]

[Intro]
Yeah
Come on

[Verse 1]
Robberies, drugs, moord en prostitutie
Young nigga's met veel stress en veel munitie
Je kan hele grove money binnen een minuut zien
Of alles wat je opgebouwd hebt is binnen een minuut niets
Wie houdt je tegen als de honger met je praat?
Je gaat op pad, op zoek naar saaf, op de brommer met je maat
Hebt gehoord dat er iemand woont met money in die straat
Jij was op het goede pad, maar voor die money doe je kwaad
Echt, ik zeg m'n honey vaak, "Word niet boos om hoe ik schaats
Ik ben contant op de grind, zo heeft money mij gemaakt"
Niet dat money mij gemaakt heeft, was een stunner voor ik maakte
Kan het vragen aan m'n lichting, al die ho's heb ik geblazen
Ze zeggen dat ik vrouwen haat, maar die uitspraak is misplaatst
Hou van m'n nichtje, zusje, tantes en ik hou ook van m'n ma
En ga waarschijnlijk ooit trouwen, maar de tijd is nog niet daar
Zoveel bitches die ik wiepte maakte mijn hoofd in de war
Trust issues heel de dag, zweer het, die wijven zijn ghatar
Niet allemaal, maar kan je story's geven, heb meer dan een paar
Elke optie die gegooid werd, maakt niet uit hoe, ik was daar
Nu zoek ik rust, want ik was jaren in het veld, als Van der Sar
[Chorus]
Regendruppels, yeah
Op mijn hoofd
Als ik loop door de streets
Want mijn hoofd hou ik omhoog, yeah
Regendruppels, yeah
Op mijn hoofd

Als ik loop door de streets (Yeah)
Want mijn hoofd hou ik omhoog, yeah

[Verse 2]
Veel frustratie opgekropt, zoveel dingen zitten me dwars
Maar kan niet piekeren, zag ziekere dingen in deze life, neef
Had vaak niks meer te zeggen, alsof ik verloor met 5-1
Maar ben gemaakt om te winnen, ik bijt me door de pijn heen
Mind game, zo'n ho die doet alsof ze het met mij meent
Zij denkt dat ik money ga spenden, zij is leip, neef
Blijf bezig, altijd actief, dat is de grind-way
Als je echt op money bent, dan ben je het met mij eens
Verkoop je ziel niet voor die buit, zoek iets om te verkopen
Wat wij verkopen dat is heel toevallig ook verdovend
Zak je muziek, wil het niet horen, shit is oorverdovend
Als het om money gaat dan word je heel vaak voorgelogen
Werk niet met iedereen, dat heb ik mezelf voorgenomen
Vertrouw je snel word je van achter en van voor genomen
Wanneer je het bos niet meer ziet door de bomen
Is het beter om niks te zeggen en door te lopen
[Chorus]
Regendruppels, yeah
Op mijn hoofd
Als ik loop door de streets
Want mijn hoofd hou ik omhoog, yeah
Regendruppels, yeah
Op mijn hoofd
Als ik loop door de streets
Want mijn hoofd hou ik omhoog, yeah

[Outro]
Regendruppels, yeah
Op mijn hoofd
Als ik loop door de streets
Want mijn hoofd hou ik omhoog, yeah
Regendruppels, yeah
Op mijn hoofd
Als ik loop door de streets
Want mijn hoofd hou ik omhoog, yeah

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Yung Bleu – Time Heals Lyrics (feat. Baby B)

They say time heals
They say time heals
I don’t know how to feel
They say time heals
They say time heals
I don’t know how to feel (Mmm)

We can’t f*ck like we used to do
We can’t chill, I can’t trust like I used to do
I been takin’ narcotics to numb me
I remember I was drug-free
I remember when you loved me
Scratching on me when you cumming

Now I heard you got a new boo with a new coupe
Do he do what I did to you?
Now I heard you got a new boo with a new coupe
Do he do what I did to you?

They say time heals
They say time heals
I don’t know how to feel
They say time heals
They say time heals
I don’t know how to feel

I had the key to her dorm when she went to Kentucky State
I was f*ckin’ her roommate
I made a mistake
I was wearin’ her tracks out like a mixtape
I was tellin’ you time would heal you

But when you did that shit to me, I swear it looked familiar
I let another nigga steal you
Heart broke in different places, seein’ different faces, giving you the wrong impression
I was in the hills f*ckin’ Hollywood hoes, now I owe you a confession
Tell the truth, she wasn’t even all that fine, girl, I just needed some becky
I just needed entertainment, I been on the road and you know a nigga be stressin’

See you ride in a new coupe with your new boo
Do he do what I did to you?
See you ride in a new coupe with your new boo
Do he do what I did to you?

They say time heals
They say time heals
I don’t know how to feel (They say time heals)
They say time heals
They say time heals
I don’t know how to feel

We can’t f*ck like we used to do
I can’t trust like I used to do
Mmm
I remember when you loved me

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Huntsmen – Ride Out Lyrics

The light slurs and boils and breaks into my eyes
Dawn pours molten gold across the sand
The iron vultures screaming murder overhead
Slide like a knife into a crying land

To take the shot?
To kill or not kill?
To close your eyes with a whisper or a bullet?
To spare a son
Or lay him low?
The compass in my soul will guide me true, I know it

It feels like summer has arrived
Somewhere far away, across the poison sea
It feels like the wind is singing songs

Full of promises tomorrow cannot keep

Feels like summer has arrived

Ride out, peacemaker
Ride out, oathbreaker
Ride out, peacemaker
Ride out, oathbreaker

Ride out, peacemaker
It feels like summer has arrived
Ride out, oathbreaker
It feels like summer has arrived
Ride out, peacemaker
It feels like summer has arrived
It feels like summer has arrived

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Mistah F.a.b. – The Hope Lyrics

[Intro]
It's for the city man!
You already know what's going on, man
It's down the hope, man
Only niggas putting positivity back in the community, man
It ain't nothing wrong with being square man
They live long and young…
Handle your business!
If you're really from the streets
You ain't … find that
I remember being young, watching moms buying crap
Riding by Saint Pablo, see my sister on the tray
Too embittered just to speak, can't drive in the light
I can't still see my daddy, nine after…
Or my… the only thing they kept from come
Rather chase the green, like a leprechaun
Streets coming… I keep the weapon on!
Face friends transform and they're decepticons
Nigga finding working, dirty cons, see you stepping on it!
Since my last album, man, I lost hell of folks
Some to the pen, some got smoked
When I see my mom and dad, I spit the homicide
..it made you go blind!
But I'm still standing here with a smile, smile
..saying why, why?
[Hook]
I bring heaven to the hood, people say that I'm the hope
For all my niggas trapped in narcotics or selling dope
For all them girls lost, turned out walking this road
For all my real niggas on probation and parole!

This, this, this, this what the bottom is
I've been down so long, getting down ain't an option
But, if you believe it, then you can achieve
And I ain't lying my niggas, shit, look at me!

[Verse 1]
Every day getting calls from the pen like:
Shoot me fifty, bro! Shoot me thous, shoot me ten!
Man, anything helps, we ain't doing twenty five
And everybody that you call it ain't better than your life
Folks locked up, better show your niggas love
You don't know how it's like getting letters wrote in blood
The day before I hit the road, told Milly, "be safe!"
We got on the road, Milly got shot with a K!
69 shots in his momma face, the type of shit a nigga can't face
Type of text messages a nigga can't take
I'm a real ass nigga, type these niggas can't fake!
Niggas say I'm hitting… and they're saying that they're mobbing

Said they run the city, but they ain't even jogging
City on mind, nigga that's a…
If you niggas getting money, why you ain't giving back?
[Hook]
I bring heaven to the hood, people say that I'm the hope
For all my niggas trapped in narcotics or selling dope
For all them girls lost, turned out walking this road
For all my real niggas on probation and parole!

This, this, this, this what the bottom is
I've been down so long, getting down ain't an option
But, if you believe it, then you can achieve
And I ain't lying my niggas, shit, look at me!

[Verse 2]
Mayor of the city, I don't need no election
Good through the hood comes slide through the section
Tell the truth in a song, I charade my confession
Momma dying was a curse, I thought his birth was a blessing
City going crazy, that's why I'm giving back
Friend lying every time, that's where I'll be living at
Truth be told, I'm a modern day…
Organize another.. cause the guy…

[Hook]
I bring heaven to the hood, people say that I'm the hope
For all my niggas trapped in narcotics or selling dope
For all them girls lost, turned out walking this road
For all my real niggas on probation and parole!
This, this, this, this what the bottom is
I've been down so long, getting down ain't an option
But, if you believe it, then you can achieve
And I ain't lying my niggas, shit, look at me!

[Outro]
Yeah, see one thing about these niggas, man
They don't tell you the good things about the streets
But ain't nobody gonna tell you about them
A hundred years in this, man
The best friends snitching
The going to your homie funerals
Your best killing your best friend
You telling your partner momma is gonna be alright
And she looking at you like you didn't lost your mind!
They'll tell you about that!
Ain't nothing wrong about having your business, lil bro!
Go to school someday, the streets is overrated!

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Merrimack – Omniabsence Lyrics

The daily signs, in all their irony, remind me of the
absence of chance to turn to something else, for I’m
bound to the Devil with unbreakable chains, firmly held
by His Sons whose hearts are drunk with the liquor of
deception. Faith in the Holy Retriever leaves nothing
much but void, as His silent voice weakens nerves and
sanity. Bleed, bleed the knuckles on the wall of
captivity, covered with clumsy scribblings, emblems of
deficiency, flightiness and vanity; smelling, dripping
urine and lechery from the ground to the roof. Bleed,
bleed the knuckles on the walls of duplicity, for there
are walls, and walls, and walls, and no door…

Revelations through emptiness. Omniabsence filled by His
greatness. There’s no way out, no chance to solve a
riddle unconscious of itself, for the mystery is
concealed at the heart of madness. Bleed the knuckles,
bleed for tempting yet sterile appears the way to take by
force and not through inner ascension what it is eagered
for. Revelations through emptiness. Omniabsence filled by
His greatness. Thus the way is clear, but catechism
remains blank. Lost in a cold mist of unearthly
thickness, the Sun abides doubtlessly, desperately,
cruelly omniabsent. Alone among them all… Alone, alone
in the glance of the Devil.

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Sesame Street – I, Grover Lyrics

Some mornings I wake up
I feel so good and new
I find my socks myself
I put my shoes on too
The feet are right, the feet are right
Is it not wonderful that the feet are right?
I, Grover, am big and tall
And very smart and kind of cute and wonderful
I think that there is nothing I cannot do
You can get the feet right too
And then I go to eat
The cereal is not there
I see it on a shelf
I climb up on a chair
I get it down, I do not spill
Is it not wonderful that I do not spill?
I, Grover, am big and tall
And very smart and kind of cute and wonderful
I think that there is nothing I cannot do
You can learn to not spill too

I go outside and play
I bouce a ball and then
I catch it right away
And bounce the ball again
I stretch myself up tall
I reach my arms out wide
I climb up trees and I go down the slide
And you can do it too
Yes, you and you and you
Now every brand new day
I get another turn
In every single way
There’s more for me to learn
It feels so fine, I’m growing up
Is it not wonderful that I’m growing up?
Oh I, Grover, am big and tall
And very smart and kind of cute and wonderful
I think that there is nothing I cannot do
And you and you and you
Are fine and growing too
Yes, you are fine and growing too