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הצג גם אקורדים
| Charades, pop skill water hyacinth, |
| Named by a poet imitation of life. |
| Like a koi in a frozen pond. |
| Like a goldfish in a bowl. |
| I don't want to hear you cry. |
| That's sugarcane that tasted good. |
| That's cinnamon, that's Hollywood. |
| Come on, Come on no one can see you try. |
| You want the greatest thing |
| The greatest thing since bread came sliced. |
| You've got it all, you've got it sized. |
| Like a Friday fashion show teenager |
| Freezing in the corner |
| Trying to look like you don't try. |
| That's sugarcane that tasted good. |
| That's cinnamon, that's Hollywood. |
| Come on, Come on no one can see you try. |
| (No one can see you cry) |
| That sugar cane that tasted good. |
| That freezing rain, that's what you could. |
| Come on, Come on no one can see you cry. |
| This sugarcane this lemonade |
| This hurricane, I'm not afraid. |
| Come on, Come on no one can see me cry. |
| Bridge: |
| x2 |
| This lightning storm this tidal wave |
| This avalanche, I'm not afraid. |
| Come on, Come on no one can see me cry. |
| That sugar cane that tasted good. |
| That's who you are, that's what you could. |
| Come on, Come on no one can see you cry. |
| That sugar cane that tasted good. |
| That's who you are, that's what you could. |
| Come on, Come on no one can see you cry. |
