with your toys. I'd like to play with your toys. Be one of your special friends. One last emotion can bring. I'd like to play with your toys. I'd like
: (Bowie) Smiling girls and rosy boys Come and buy my little toys Monkeys made of gingerbread And sugar horses painted red Rich men?s children running
at war toys Wonderfully colored plastic war toys We went down to look at war toys But all the war toys were gone We went down to look at war toys Wonderfully
side... solid gold Oh my God what's this? I saw the bedroom toys Now I'm stalling I can't believe my eyes I saw the bedroom toys Now I'm crawling I
throw my toys around Pick up those building blocks Chop off the baby's locks Swing dolly by the hair Put down that teddy bear Slam dunk that happy clown I throw my toys
?mon don?t be late now It won?t be long before it?s out the door Toys and flavors Season saviours C?mon devour And cut the edges out Toys and flavors
as well If you were frightened Then whistle But I don't think you'd like it Such a nice kid Chorus: Nobody's looking now (nobody's looking) I throw my toys
: But he who dies with the most toys...is still dead. He who dies with the most toys...is still dead. You have to be cool You have to be hip You have
years Voices scream, nothing seems real's a dream (chorus) Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Nothing's seen Real's a dream (Chorus) Toys, toys, Toys In The Attic Toys, toys, Toys In The Attic Toys, toys, Toys In The Attic Toys, toys, Toys In
told About the man with all the toys He's the man with all the toys He's the man with all the toys He's the man with all the toys He's the man with
his noise 'Cause he knows it's past bedtime for toys Ya know, every Christmas, Santa Claus goes all over the world With his reindeer, sled and a big bag of toys
i love it when you tease me! you make it seem so easy! when you make my pee pee hard! you make my pee pee hard! damn right hoe you're so sleezy! you give
's cage today In search of better things so it seems to be. But in this land of polyurethane, Things are apt to get a bit hot. As the toys go winding
toys out." Bert: "Yes, but you got most of the toys out." Ernie: "Wellllll, how about I put most of the toys away?" Bert: "Fine. You put most of the toys
toys around Nobody's looking' now I'll throw my toys around I throw my toys around I'll throw my toys around I throw my toys around I'll throw my toys
brak and broken souvenirs Christmas lights and covered wagons Paper kites and Chinese dragons Mingle in the shadows of the years Attic toys in great
If most of us were wind up-toys Could we trust the few of us that weren't To wind us up when necessary? I think not We would be a separate oppressed minority
