We load a prelude to our own fairytale.
And bought a parachute at a church rummage sale
And with a mean sewing machine and miles of thread
We sewed the day above la in navy and red.
We round a racetrack to your moms kitchen stairs
And fought the shadows back down your dark basement stairs.
I lit a match and let it catch to light up the room.
And then you yelled as we beheld an old maroon.
Hot air balloon
I’ll be out of mind
and you’ll be out of ideas pretty soon.
So lets spend the afternoon
in a cold hot air balloon.
Leave your jacket behind.
We now can touch the tree tops over town.
I can’t wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down.
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
We drank the great lakes like cold lemonade.
And both got stomach aches sprawled out in the shade.
So bored to death you held your breath
and I tried not to yawn.
You make my frown turn upside and now my worries are gone.
I’ll be out of mind
and you’ll be out of ideas pretty soon.
So lets spend the afternoon
in a cold hot air balloon.
Leave your jacket behind
we now can touch the tree tops over town.
I can’t wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down.
I’ll be out of mind
and you’ll be out of ideas pretty soon.
So lets spend the afternoon
in a cold hot air balloon.
Leave your jacket behind
we now can touch the tree tops over town.
I can’t wait to kiss the ground wherever
we touch back down
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