What could it all mean? But as Pinocchio looked around, he no longer cared.įor everything the Coachman had told him was true! Heaps of candy all about. The Coachman reached out for something (was it money?) from the dark stranger. “Yep.” The Coachman grabbed Pinocchio and threw him down onto the ground. “You got a boy with you in that coach?” said a dark stranger to the Coachman. “I mean, I decided to sell my books to get tickets,” he said.Īfter a while, the coach stopped. “I had to sell my books to get some tickets.” “You must know what the truth really is.” “Pinocchio!” said the Blue Fairy in a stern voice. “Why is my nose so big?” Pinocchio cried out. Until Pinocchio could see nothing in front of his face but one big giant nose. “Is that right?” said the Blue Fairy with a frown. “Tell her what happened,” said the Cricket.Ĭould he really tell the Blue Fairy what had happened? What would she think of him? “Tell me something first,” said the Blue Fairy. "How did this happen to me?"Īll of a sudden, poof! There was the Blue Fairy. But Pinocchio, the Fox and the Cat did not hear him. “No, Pinocchio, stop!” called the Cricket, who finally got out from under the Fox’s hat. The fair was so bright and colorful and exciting, that the next thing Pinocchio knew he had sold his schoolbooks for tickets. He called, “Hey, you! Sell me those new schoolbooks of yours! That is how you can get money for tickets.” With a sad look Pinocchio said to the Fox and Cat, “I do not have any tickets.”Ī man was selling old things at a table near the gate. He called out, “Come in, come in! Right this way! Get your tickets here!” What a fair it was! By the gate was a man dressed in white. "Let's go to the fair!" And off they went. No one could hear the little fellow as the Cricket tried to call out, “Pinocchio, do not listen to him!” The Fox covered the Cricket with his hat. "He does not know what he is talking about!” Writer(s): Ronald Spence, Stokeley GoulbourneLyrics powered by said the Cricket. I think that first- intro is the one-who- was the one Water (wet-wet) Oh my God, Ronny (one, two, three) Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh, yuh-yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Yuh, okay, mhm He gon′ need a first-aid kit, ain't doing the waiting This ass whooping is free, just like the Masons Giant what I am, Attack on Titan A beast in your reality, something like lycan Tell your bitch I′ve taken a liking My dick is her cup of Joe, not talking 'bout Biden Why they mosquito? They always be biting I'm striking like lightning, my watch on Ben 10 Popping like vitamins with the nine right beside me And then it′s fuck the economy ′cause "they're taxing unproperly" Sign up here with the paper, instead, I do origami, and say, "Okay" Wipe ya nose, we cold, what we follow? The code I′m an animal, you see the silo Horns on the top the head, a nigga goat Rocket launcher, we tote, just like Starbursts, in throats In the ghost, Danny Phantom, on bro Know that I be picky, I eeny-meeny-miny-moe Go, go, go, go (yuh) Go, go, go, go (yuh, ain't from Chicago) Go, go, go, go (yuh) Put that on my folks (yuh) Go, go, go, go (yuh, yeah) Go, go, go, go (yuh, yeah) Go, go, go, go (yuh) Put that on my folks (yuh-yuh) I go crazy, I Steve-O, frick it, I′ll blow like a damn C4 Heater beam, Dragon Ball Z, Piccolo Nigga think I'm scared to get jumped, Geronimo Wish a nigga would, like Pinocchio nose We gon′ beat 'em, leave 'em purple, look like one of Barney′s toes That′s just how it goes All of my opponents get disintegrated from the head to the floor Like a rubber band, we show resistance And I'm pissing on ′em, these niggas my bedpan Bitch, I've been fly, Harry Potter or Peter Pan We gon′ wax 'em, short of somethin′ like Daniel son Call me Senpai, animatedly fucked the world, but no Hentai You outdated, your flow wrinkly like a hang dry (yuh, yuh) So what's the hate for? I'm on a Tron bike, about to skate by, ayy (okay) Golden like retriever, it′s a wonder like I′m Stevie (yuh, yuh) From the bottom, like bikini, crown on me like Nefertiti (yuh, ha-ha) Litty like a titty, drip or drown in this city (yuh, yuh) I got my floatie, what's the deal-y, bitch? (yuh, bitch, water) Go, go, go, go (yuh) Go, go, go, go (yuh, ain′t from Chicago) Go, go, go, go (yuh) Put that on my folks (yuh) Go, go, go, go (yuh, yeah) Go, go, go, go (yuh, yeah) Go, go, go, go (yuh) Put that on my folks (yuh-yuh)
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