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Songtexte: Imani Coppola. You Stole My Fun.

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Where did it go?
One moment it's here and then it's gone
I tell you I've heard of it
High where I could see it clearly

Someone came next to me
I'm constantly forgetting things
He grabbed it and ran out the door

Now he's home and happy
And I feel crappy
Now I tell you what I am gonna do to him

Take him to the hill
So I can kick him in the grille
You rotten cheatin' swine
You know what's yours, I know what's mine

You stole my fun
Do you feel sad?
You stole my fun
Do you feel bad?

My mommy told me to share
Always told me to give some to my brothers
I told her I didn't care
It's mine, I won it fair and square

I didn't play by the rules
But still it was me who won the prize
Now I'm lost and lacking
A prized possession

Oh momma, I tell ya what I did to them:
Took them to the hill
Then I can kicked them in the grille
Those rotten cheatin' swines
They know what's theirs, I know what's mine

You stole my fun
Do you feel sad?
You stole my fun
Do you feel bad?