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LYRICS:

Well tell me honey
You think that I’m funny
You think that I’m sunny
All of the time
Summer sun calling
The day is just dawning
Your love that I’m mourning
All of the time

Tell me now baby
Do I make you hazey
Or am I just lazy
Most of the time
Is it ‘cause I’m a dreamer
Or ‘cause I’m just cleaner
Think I’ve got a fever
I’m losing my mind
My mind

Baby just tell me what to say
(Don’t stop the pain won’t go away)
Tell me life is here now to stay
(To crash and burn the other day)
Fold me till I fly away
(I will never get my way)
Now watch your dreams go fade to grey
Just like recycled paper planes

(Okay)

Fold it
Hold it
Work it
Fold that paper to my surface
Show me you can put the work in
Fly your plane into my circuit

Life is a playground
(Sweet like honey)
Live and then we die I’m
(Sorry honey)
Always coming down
And we’re never going up
Life’s always just a game
Till your mind is giving up

Baby just tell me what to say
(Don’t stop the pain won’t go away)
Tell me life is here now to stay
(To crash and burn the other day)
Fold me till I fly away
(I will never get my way)
Now watch your dreams go fade to grey
Just like recycled paper planes

Fold it
Hold it
Work it
Fold that paper to my surface
Show me you can put the work in
Fly your plane into my circuit

Baby just tell me what to say
(Don’t stop the pain won’t go away)
Tell me life is here now to stay
(To crash and burn the other day)
Fold me till I fly away
(I will never get my way)
Now watch your dreams go fade to grey
Just like recycled paper planes

And the people won’t stay
But the people won’t go
And the money won’t pay
But the money won’t flow
(Just like recycled paper planes)
And when the money’s not there
Then there’s nowhere to go
And everybody’s to blame but ain’t nobody to know
(Just like recycled paper planes)
And everybody’s the same but we already know
That life’s just a game everybody’s for show
(Just like recycled paper planes)
So shoot me in the park and drag me through the road
Cause we all look the same but we already know
(Just like recycled paper planes)