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Ultimate Fakebook This Will Be Laughing Week

way I'll wait in this dance floor haze And suffer this silly suit just for one more gaze And I'm sneakin' around like a fool, so dumb On a Saturday night, man, is this

I've never seen your glitter shine so see through as right here I've been between myself on me and you Is it good enough for a run? Is it good enough

s always behind me, where I can't find it? It must be a cool thing It must be a cool place It must be a cool thing It must be a cool place It must be

Don't lie little darlin', you're all in love Who else rides a week night in a nowhere bus? Sorta rough, but this one's a little faster than I thought

don't like I always do As if it matters, 'cuz we're only in a school zone When she looks at me her eyes are cold She thinks I'm acting five years old And I will

I gotta see this through PRE CHORUS Does she see me...can she hear me...what I'm thinking to say to her? CHORUS Tell me what you want - I'll be it,

up! [Chorus] On Sunday the tears were fallin' and trickling down your cheeks, But yesterday's cares are no big deal 'cause this will be laughing week This will be laughing week

up! [Chorus] On Sunday the tears were fallin' and trickling down your cheeks, But yesterday's cares are no big deal Cuz this will be laughing week This will be laughing week