- cifra
Don't take me down
Where there's no way out
No way in
The plants can't breathe down here
Every day there's another thing on my mind
It weighs me down to the ground
Tell me, tell me something sweet
And I wont stay away
Bake me, bake me up a treat
And I can't stay away
I don't have class
Got a lot of time on my hands
To sit wait around for a sign
Laid in the grass
Open up a can of a new flavor
That I've never tried
Tell me, tell me something sweet
When my day seems so long
Bake me, bake me up a treat
I won't tell anyone
