8. My Own Little Sun
You told me your racing car was way too slow
I think that your confidence is way too low
so drive drive drive as fast as you can
and if you don't win you know I'll understand
the rain may spit on everyone
but me I've got my own little sun
you told me your dress made you look too fat
how can you believe in something stupid like that?
we're going to the party and we'll dance all night
does it really matter if your dress is tight
the rain may spit on everyone
but me I've got my own little sun
you've always been an anxious girl
I can tell by the really bad poetry you write
worried 'bout your mental and your dental health
there's marks on your pencils from where you bite
you don't need medicine
you just need someone to hold you tonight
I'm gonna be your zoloft, girl
you know I'm gonna treat you right
don't worry baby it will be alright
I am gonna be with you tonight
the rain may spit on everyone
but me I've got my own little sun
I've got my own little sun
I've got my own little sun
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