Tekster: Aquabats. The Man With The Glooey Hands.
Stuck together, you and me
Always together, honey and bees
Forever and ever, can you see?
We were meant to be
But you tried to leave
Stuck together
It was easy to do
Always together
New and improved
Together forever
With hands of glue
The kind of glue that you can't remove
My arms are good
But my hands are bad
I just want to stick them to your head
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Being alone is not for me
Not in America, the land of the free
Stuck together we'll always be
Ronald Reagan, can you help me?
Oh no, no one understands
Oh no, why there's glue on my hands
Oh no, come on over here
Oh no, can't you see there's nothing to fear?
Stuck together
You won't escape
Always together
It's too late
Forever and ever
Accept your fate
Because my hands
Are stuck to your face
My arms are good
But my hands are bad
I'm a little bit crazy a little bit mad
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
My arms are good
But my hands are bad
I just want to stick them to your head
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Being alone is not for me
Not in America, the land of the free
Stuck together we'll always be
Ronald Reagan, can you help me?
Oh no, no one understands
Oh no, why there's glue on my hands
Oh no, come on over here
Oh no, can't you see there's nothing to fear?
Oh dear, oh dear, ha, haaa
Always together, honey and bees
Forever and ever, can you see?
We were meant to be
But you tried to leave
Stuck together
It was easy to do
Always together
New and improved
Together forever
With hands of glue
The kind of glue that you can't remove
My arms are good
But my hands are bad
I just want to stick them to your head
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Being alone is not for me
Not in America, the land of the free
Stuck together we'll always be
Ronald Reagan, can you help me?
Oh no, no one understands
Oh no, why there's glue on my hands
Oh no, come on over here
Oh no, can't you see there's nothing to fear?
Stuck together
You won't escape
Always together
It's too late
Forever and ever
Accept your fate
Because my hands
Are stuck to your face
My arms are good
But my hands are bad
I'm a little bit crazy a little bit mad
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
My arms are good
But my hands are bad
I just want to stick them to your head
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Being alone is not for me
Not in America, the land of the free
Stuck together we'll always be
Ronald Reagan, can you help me?
Oh no, no one understands
Oh no, why there's glue on my hands
Oh no, come on over here
Oh no, can't you see there's nothing to fear?
Oh dear, oh dear, ha, haaa
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