(to the tune of "My Girl")
I want sunshine
on my damn birthday.
It's still cold outside
and it's almost May.
chorus:
Well, I guess you'll say
what can make me feel this way?
Seattle (seattle, seattle!)
Fuckin' Seattle. (Seattle!)
I've got so much water
I've got prunes for feet.
It's been cold so long
I don't believe in heat.
(chorus)
I don't need no mountains,
or green covered hills.
The cold and the people
make me want to take pills.
(chorus)
Fuckin' Seattle.
I want sunshine on my damn birthday!
Seattle...
I'm tired of all these cloudy days
Seattle...
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