Reisa L. Gerber - A Song Called lyrics

Way down low, where the little people go- You'd have to be CRAZY to sing- That song to her! That's what she said... "Come for bread!" And she also wanted to "Roll Me Home" When the temperature came- "No, thankyou" For today, we play with that "can!" I'll take the high road, Help me make a list, "can" bu*t-but-but-but-butsky! I turn the key in the lock- The frying pan, It was canned... eight o'clock on the dot- four two- He gave it up for a song- A song called "Oooops!"