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Plowking Promosong 2004
Die "Single" des im Sommer erscheinenden Plowking Albums !!
Auf diesem wird er in neu gemixter und gemasterter Version enthalten sein.
Die "Single" des im Sommer erscheinenden Plowking Albums !!
Auf diesem wird er in neu gemixter und gemasterter Version enthalten sein.
Perfect Days
Fallin’ raindrops, on my window
That’s one reason more to stay in bed
The sun is hidin’ behind the clouds and
I’m gonna waist my time watching TV shows
From time to time I hear the telephone ringing
But I’m lazy to get up
And answer it in time
Any day’s better than today,
any day’s better
Every Sunday
All I want is to stay in bed
And every Sunday
I got an aching head
So don’t call me
Leave me
In peace and let me do just what I want
‘Cause this is an ode to all those perfect days
Time is passing, watching the ceiling
And I’m sure today I wont leave the house
I’m waiting
I turn around and fall asleep again
From the to time I hear the doorbell ringing
But I’m to busy to get up
And answer it in time
Any day’s better than today,
any day’s better
Every Sunday
All I want is to stay in bed
And every Sunday
I got an aching head
So don’t call me
Leave me
In peace and let me do just what I want
‘Cause this is an ode to all those perfect days
(na, na, na, na) to all those perfect days
(na, na, na, na) to all those perfect days
(na, na, na, na) to all those perfect days
(na, na, na, na) to all those perfect days
Fallin’ raindrops, on my window
That’s one reason more to stay in bed
The sun is hidin’ behind the clouds and
I’m gonna waist my time watching TV shows
From time to time I hear the telephone ringing
But I’m lazy to get up
And answer it in time
Any day’s better than today,
any day’s better
Every Sunday
All I want is to stay in bed
And every Sunday
I got an aching head
So don’t call me
Leave me
In peace and let me do just what I want
‘Cause this is an ode to all those perfect days
Time is passing, watching the ceiling
And I’m sure today I wont leave the house
I’m waiting
I turn around and fall asleep again
From the to time I hear the doorbell ringing
But I’m to busy to get up
And answer it in time
Any day’s better than today,
any day’s better
Every Sunday
All I want is to stay in bed
And every Sunday
I got an aching head
So don’t call me
Leave me
In peace and let me do just what I want
‘Cause this is an ode to all those perfect days
(na, na, na, na) to all those perfect days
(na, na, na, na) to all those perfect days
(na, na, na, na) to all those perfect days
(na, na, na, na) to all those perfect days
