Song parody of
Lemonade
by Marvelous 3
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You walked into the bathroom
To wash your troubles away
You always seem to go in there
About twenty time a day
I dropped you off at your therapist
Where you walked across the street
To the neon lights with the purple door
Where you passed out on your feet
Don't think I don't see at all
The beautiful high and the sobering fall begin
It's a kick ass day, wish you were here
Send a postcard telling me when you're here again
'Cause I can't get through to you
[Chorus:]
There's a lot I could say
There's a lot I could do
If I had my way
But I don't and you do
Makes me throw up to say
That I even cared at all
I gave a lot and now I'm shot
And shit like that's like sour lemonade
I tried to call your favorite bar
But I got a drunk Australian
He talked a million miles an hour
But I can't tell you what he's saying
Something about a song by KISS
And how they watched you piss yourself away
As the glass goes crashing to the floor
From the phone booth, I hear more delay
'Cause I can't get through to you
[Chorus x2]
You walked into the bathroom
To wash your troubles away
You always seem to go in there
About twenty time a day
I dropped you off at your therapist
Where you walked across the street
To the neon lights with the purple door
Where you passed out on your feet
Don't think I don't see at all
The beautiful high and the sobering fall begin
It's a kick ass day, wish you were here
Send a postcard telling me when you're here again
'Cause I can't get through to you
[Chorus:]
There's a lot I could say
There's a lot I could do
If I had my way
But I don't and you do
Makes me throw up to say
That I even cared at all
I gave a lot and now I'm shot
And shit like that's like sour lemonade
I tried to call your favorite bar
But I got a drunk Australian
He talked a million miles an hour
But I can't tell you what he's saying
Something about a song by KISS
And how they watched you piss yourself away
As the glass goes crashing to the floor
From the phone booth, I hear more delay
'Cause I can't get through to you
[Chorus x2]
