Paul Brandt
Paul Brandt - Scrap Piece Of Paper lyrics
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Well, in a little bitty nitty gritty one horse town Right side up or upside down A tiny piece of paper got stuck to a boot And it stayed there stuck for about an hour or two 'Til the man climbed in his truck and he kicked it loose Yeah, and just like that it was back on the move It got run over thirty-seven times in the street 'Til a bird picked it up 'cause it looked like something to eat But it was finally dropped on the courthouse steps The breeze started blowing and guess what was next It blew in a car window gave an old man a scare Caused a six-car pile up on the downtown square It was floating around High in the air Even if you looked you may not see it there It's just one of those things We rarely ever think about Yeah, it could come from a hamburger bag or a bubble gum wrapper It's a day in the life of a little scrap piece of paper There it goes Here it comes Two people in the shadows where they couldn't be seen Both of them was wearing someone else's ring She said, "Here's my new number, you better write it down" So he grabbed that piece of paper just a-laying on the ground He folded it up and put it in his jeans 'Til it was found by his wife at her washing machine Well, she threw it in the trash, yeah, she took it out the door Well that's her job 'cause he don't live there no more She put it by the curb in a rubber maid bin 'Til the neighbour's dog Spot knocked it over again It was set free when the cold wind blew Yeah, and just like that it was back on the move A just a floating around High in the air Even if you looked you may not see it there It's just one of those things We rarely ever think about Yeah, it could come from a hamburger bag or a bubble gum wrapper It's a day in the life of a little scrap piece of paper Just a floating around High in the air Even if you looked you may not see it there It's just one of those things We rarely ever think about Yeah, it could come from a hamburger bag or a bubble gum wrapper It's a day in the life of a little scrap piece of paper