The Suicide Machines
The Suicide Machines - Extroardinary lyrics
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Sunny day in the park and we sit out on the grass I knew if I stole your shoes you'd chase me to get 'em back Because I know that There's an extraordinary thing about you That I can't put my finger on or figure out it's funny You chased me around a tree and into a big patch of shrubs I came out with some sticks in my hair and somebody's old pair of gloves But I still say that There's an extraordinary thing about you That I can't put my finger on or figure out it's funny Although I never thought about it I must really like teasing you And if you're wondering why I look at you the way that I do because That day will be etched in my mind as the day that I made you mine That day will live in my head as the biggest mistake of my life Only kidding 'cause There's an extraordinary thing about you That I can't put my finger on or figure out it's funny There's an extraordinary thing about you That I can't put my finger on or figure out it's funny