Monday, November 5, 2012

Postcard

Posted by fannypiter at 2:22 PM


I wanna play with your racecars
I'm not a barbie doll
Throw me your baseball
I wanna get on your team
And get me hand a little drity
I heard from a little bridy that

You don't think I can take it
Or that I'm made for it
Or that I got it in my Bones

So what makes you think that
It's boys only
No girls allowed
But there's no way, you can keep us out, you can bring us down
If I feel it buring in my core

Then I'll take that bright little spark
And I'll hold it, tighter in my heart, Then all your little darts
 If you say I'll reach the moon I'll send you a postcard soon... 
But if he's into fashion, or if he like ballet, doesn't get the time of day
Cause he is built for the field, but feels like his love is somewhere eles,
No matter what he felt they told him he couldn't take it, cause his not
Made for it, he doesn't have it in his bones

So what make you think that
It girls only no boys allowed
But there's no way, you can keep us out, you can bring us down,
If feel it in my core

I'll take that bright little spark
And I'll hold it, tighter in my heart,
Then all your little darts
If you say I'll reach the moon
I'll send you a postcard soon...

It says, "remember what you said back then, and if I listend to you
I wouldn't be where I stand,"
And I've proven these shoes that I taken on the world and back again

So what makes you think that
It's boys only
No girls allowed
But there's no way, you can keep us out, you can bring us down
If I feel it buring in my core

I'll take that bright little spark
And I'll hold it, tighter in my heart,
Then all your little darts
If you say I'll reach the moon
I'll send you a postcard soon...

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Monday, November 5, 2012

Postcard

Posted by fannypiter at 2:22 PM


I wanna play with your racecars
I'm not a barbie doll
Throw me your baseball
I wanna get on your team
And get me hand a little drity
I heard from a little bridy that

You don't think I can take it
Or that I'm made for it
Or that I got it in my Bones

So what makes you think that
It's boys only
No girls allowed
But there's no way, you can keep us out, you can bring us down
If I feel it buring in my core

Then I'll take that bright little spark
And I'll hold it, tighter in my heart, Then all your little darts
 If you say I'll reach the moon I'll send you a postcard soon... 
But if he's into fashion, or if he like ballet, doesn't get the time of day
Cause he is built for the field, but feels like his love is somewhere eles,
No matter what he felt they told him he couldn't take it, cause his not
Made for it, he doesn't have it in his bones

So what make you think that
It girls only no boys allowed
But there's no way, you can keep us out, you can bring us down,
If feel it in my core

I'll take that bright little spark
And I'll hold it, tighter in my heart,
Then all your little darts
If you say I'll reach the moon
I'll send you a postcard soon...

It says, "remember what you said back then, and if I listend to you
I wouldn't be where I stand,"
And I've proven these shoes that I taken on the world and back again

So what makes you think that
It's boys only
No girls allowed
But there's no way, you can keep us out, you can bring us down
If I feel it buring in my core

I'll take that bright little spark
And I'll hold it, tighter in my heart,
Then all your little darts
If you say I'll reach the moon
I'll send you a postcard soon...

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