A typical day for us involves lots of bubbles, so we decided to write a song about it.
Lyrics
Bubbles floating high up in the air
Such a majestic sight, everyone stops to stare
By the end of the day I need to unwind
I take a hit with a little blue friend of mine
I'm seeing bubbles everywhere
Dreaming bubbles in the air
I'm singing bubbles in the chair
I'm drinking bubbles through my hair
Through my hair, through my hair, not yours, mine
Hey bitch, do you have the stuff I need?
The mailman deliver it to me
My bubbles are growing way too thin
Floating up and popping on my chin
I'm seeing bubbles everywhere
Dreaming bubbles in the air
I'm singing bubbles in the chair
I'm drinking bubbles through my hair
Through my hair, through my hair, it's mine
Bubbles floating high up in the air
Such a majestic sight, everyone stops to stare
By the end of the day I need to unwind
I take a hit with a little blue friend of mine, little blue friend of mine
Bubbles make every day seem great
Bubbles make every day seem great
