Yo listen up here's a story; ID:vEPY8+a+ No.4353845 Report About a little doll that lives in a blue world
And all day and all night and everything she sees
Is just blue, like her, inside and outside
Blue her N-field with a blue little bro-ken window
And a blue briefcase
And everything is blue for her, and herself
And everybody around
'Cause she ain't got, nobody, to listen
I'm blue,
dabba dee dabba die,
dabba dee, dabba die..
I'm blue,
dabba dee dabba die,
dabba dee, dabba die..
I have a blue N-Field with a blue bro-ken window
Blue is the colour, of all that I wear~
Blue are the streets, and all the trees are too
I have a med-i-um and he is so[spoiler:lit]old![/spoiler:lit]
Blue are the people here that walk around,
Blue like my briefcase, it's in and outside
Blue are the words I say and what I think
Blue are the feelings, that live inside me
I'm blue,
dabba dee dabba die,
dabba dee, dabba die..
I'm blue,
dabba dee dabba die,
dabba dee, dabba die..
I have a blue N-Field with a blue bro-ken window
Blue is the colour, of all that I wear~
Blue are the streets and all the trees are too
I have a med-i-um and he is so[spoiler:lit]old![/spoiler:lit]
Blue are the people here that walk around,
Blue like my briefcase, it's in and outside
Blue are the words I say and what I think
Blue are the feelings, that live inside me
I'm blue,
dabba dee dabba die,
dabba dee, dabba die..
I'm blue,
dabba dee dabba die,
dabba dee, dabba die..
