28 Days Lyrics by LFO

28 Days Lyrics

    28 days till i see you
    I know it seems to long but listen
    I gotta do what i gotta do
    And the wheels on the bus go round
    And it makes me wonder, what kinda spell we're under
    What would jack and diane do?
    Hey sharona i don't understand
    Why we gotta argue all the time
    You got your life and i got mine
    I think its time i press rewind
    Stop when the red lights flashes
    Oopsey daisy, my whole world crashes
    Whats a wanna be rock star to do?
    All i wanna do is be with you
    Every single time i turn away
    You say "that's it! i'm never coming back till you say your sorry"

    28 days til i see you
    I know it seems to long, but listen
    I gotta do what i gotta do
    And the wheels on the bus go round.
    And it makes me wonder, what kinda spell we're under
    What would jack and fiane do?

    Gimme the microphone and i'm a get buck wild
    Gimme the microphone i kick my kungfu style

    Hey sharona c'mon hold my hand
    Talk to me and help me understand
    Tell me how my eye got black and blue
    Can i spend another night with you
    Sippin on purple passion
    Laugh at me cuz i ain't in fashion
    Sometimes u do what u gotta do
    All i wanna do is be with you
    Every single time i turn away
    You say "that's it! i'm never coming back till you say your sorry"

    28 days til i see you
    I know it seems to long, but listen
    I gotta do what i gotta do
    And the wheels on the bus go round.
    And it makes me wonder, what kinda spell we're under
    What would jack and diane do?

    Engine engine number 9
    On the metro transit line
    If our love goes off the track
    Pick it up pick it up pick it up
    Yeah

    Please tell her to leave my things out front
    By the porch
    And of course there's no need for remorse
    Would u please keep the fish
    I'll come back after this
    But i can't. that's a lie
    I just won't say good bye
    I'm sorry

    28 days til i see you
    I know it seems to long but listen
    I gotta do what i gotta do
    And the wheels on the bus go round
    And it makes me wonder, what kinda spell we're under
    What would jack and diane do?

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