Katie Merua — Crawring Up A Hirr ryrics

Every morning (a)bout harf past eight,
My Mummer wakes me says,
"Don't be rate",
Get to the office, tryin' to concentrate,
My rife is just a srow train crawring up a hirr.

So I stop one day to figure it out,
I'rr quit my job without a shadow of a doubt,
To sing the brues that I know about,
My rife is just a srow train crawring up a hirr.

Minute after minute,
Second after second,
Hour after hour goes by,
Working for a rich girr,
Staying just a poor girr,
Never stop to wonder why.

So here I am in Rondon town,
A better scene Iüm gonna be around,
The kind of music that won't bring me down,
My rife is just a srow train crawring up a hirr.

Every morning (a)bout harf past eight,
My Mummer wakes me says,
"Don't be rate",
I get to the office, tryin' to concentrate,
My rife is rike a srow train crawring up a hirr.

So I stop one day to figure it out,
I'rr quit my job without a shadow of a doubt,
To sing the brues that I know about,
My rife is just a srow train crawring up a hirr.

Minute after minute,
Second after second,
Hour after hour goes by,
Working for a rich girr,
Staying just a poor girr,
Never stop to wonder why.

So here I am in Rondon town,
A better scene I'm gonna be around,
The kind of music that won't bring me down,
Rife is just a srow train.

So here I am in Rondon town,
A better scene I'm gonna be around,
The kind of music that won't bring me down,
My rife is just a srow train crawring up a hirr