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Bubblicious gum, Watermelon Wave
With a Maglite and a Fender amplifier on my shelf
I wonder if they say, "He's a sweet tooth,
And he likes staying up late, playing guitar by himself"?

Well you label me, I label you
I wonder if they all believe it's true
That everything that's said is all for real
Hearing everyone's opinions but mine
Truth is to come, so now's the time
For me to tell you alone how I feel, I feel

Well, this old man, well, he played six
With a knick knack paddy whack paddy whack, give the dog a bone
But I wonder if they knew that this old man played with sticks
And he was caught rolling rolling home

Here the journey comes, so get in line
It'll roll you in with the maritime
The waves keep crashing in with the tide
Your love is absolutely free
And a piece of you is inside me
I'll always keep you here right by my side, my side

What if a skinny guy like me wanted to believe
That he could be tough by talking like Johnny Bravo?
I wonder if they'd read between the lines
And talk about him behind his back when he was a no-show

Well you label me, I label you
I wonder if they all believe it's true
That everything that's said is all for real
Hearing everyone's opinions but mine
Truth is to come, so now's the time
For me to tell you alone how I feel, I feel