Chances are you are not what you pretend
and you are not the perfect specimen.
If life is the highway you are not the king of the road.
And I scream from the top of my lungs,
and I speak from the bottom of my heart.
And when we whisper these words, somehow they will repeat.
Wash, rinse, repeat. (x4)
Chances are you are not what you pretend
and you are not the perfect specimen.
If life is the highway you are not the king of the road.
And I scream from the top of my lungs,
and I speak from the bottom of my heart.
And when we whisper these words, somehow they will repeat.
Wash, rinse, repeat. (x4)
and you are not the perfect specimen.
If life is the highway you are not the king of the road.
And I scream from the top of my lungs,
and I speak from the bottom of my heart.
And when we whisper these words, somehow they will repeat.
Wash, rinse, repeat. (x4)
Chances are you are not what you pretend
and you are not the perfect specimen.
If life is the highway you are not the king of the road.
And I scream from the top of my lungs,
and I speak from the bottom of my heart.
And when we whisper these words, somehow they will repeat.
Wash, rinse, repeat. (x4)