Yo listen up here's a story About a little guy that lives in a bl| world And all day and all night and everything he sees Is just bl| like him inside and outside Bl| his house with a bl| little window And a bl| Corvette And everything is bl| for him and himself And everybody around 'Cause he ain't got nobody to listen...
I'm Bl| daba di daba die daba die daba die daba di daba die
I have a bl| house with a bl| window. Bl| is the color of all that I wear. Bl| are the streets and all the trees are too. I have a girlfriend and she is so bl|. Bl| are the people here that walk around, Bl| like my Corvette, it's standing outside. Bl| are the words I say and what I think. Bl| are the feelings that live inside me.
I'm Bl| daba di daba die daba die daba die daba di daba die
I have a bl| house with a bl| window. Bl| is the color of all that I wear. Bl| are the streets and all the trees are too. I have a girlfriend and she is so bl|. Bl| are the people here that walk around, Bl| like my Corvette, it's standing outside. Bl| are the words I say and what I think. Bl| are the feelings that live inside me.
I'm Bl| daba di daba die daba die daba die daba di daba die