Текст песни Ookla The Mok - Private I, слова песни Ookla The Mok

Текст песни Ookla The Mok - Private I

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I want to wear a Stetson hat and a long trench coatAnd I want to find a case-solving clue on a bloodstained noteMysterious dames will hire meTo solve their dead uncle`s mysteryAnd I`ll carry a gun but I`ll only shoot the bad guysI want to be a private eyeI want to go where no man`s ever gone beforeAnd I want to wield my evil father`s laser swordOne little step for meGets bigger when there`s no gravityAnd I`m gonna fly high in the sky faster than the speed of thoughtI`m gonna be an astronautCHORUS:People always ask me, "When you gonna grow upAnd when you do what will you be?"That`s when I always tell them if I`m gonna grow upI`ll do it on my own sweet time and what I become is still up to meI want to be the fastest draw in the wild, wild WestIn boot and spurs and a ten-gallon hat I`ll be well dressedI`ll catch the bandits and throw them in jailI`ll win a shootout at the OK CorralOh bury me not on the lone prairie don`t fence me in, RoyI want to be a cowboyI want to say, "Land ho! Argghh! Avast!" and "Batten down the hatches!"And I want to have a peg leg, a hook for an arm, and two eyepatchesI`ll run you through then make you walk the plank orI`ll tie you to a two-ton anchorI`ll be a pirate I`ll show no fearI want to be a buccaneer(What`s a buccaneer?)(Too much to pay for corn.)(ha ha ha.)CHORUSIn the sandbox and on the jungle gymBarbie dolls and Tonka trucks were made for her and himI don`t know I don`t knowBut you just ask my mom, she says I can be whatever I want to beAnd you just ask your dad if you can come over and play with meI wanna be a photo-journalist college kidAnd I wanna get bitten by a radioactive arachnidOne lesson that`ll be learned by meIs that with great power comes great responsibilityAnd I`ll have an uncanny spider-sense and web-shooters on my handsI wanna be Spider-Man!(Cool!)I want to arc through the air with the grace of a falconThen I want to jump into the arms of Macaulay CaulkinWhile the other kids are dancing to U2I`ll be spinning round and round in a tutuI wanna be as limber as fully cooked semolinaI want to be a male ballerina(You wanna be a WHAT?)(I wanna be a male ballerina!)(No way!)(No it`s not, my mommy says that I can be whatever I wanna be, like whodo YOU wanna be? fricken uh...)(Spider-Man, man)(Spider-Man, oh, Spider-Man... like how about a cowboy, gimme a break,Wyatt Earp didn`t even exist! You`re singing about the OK Corral, yousee the episode Spectre of the Gun from Star Trek, you think you knoweverything there is to know about Wyatt Earp, gimme a fricken break!)(Hey, I know everything I *need* to know about Wyatt Earp, OK!)(Yeah, well, wasn`t he just some old guy that died in a fricken nursinghome?)(Yeah, well, at least I`m not a fricken... a fricken...)(Just shut up and sing the chorus, OK?)(OK...)CHORUS

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