The Scrapbook Lyrics & Chords By John Galea

I'm drunk drunk drunk dru drunk dru drunk textin' You at the club instead of dancin' oh Whoa oh whoa oh oh whoa oh, oh no It's a girls night out But somethin'...read more

How I wake in the morning, how I won't see the space, the gaping hole here in my bed How I make my cup of coffee, how I walk to the subway and not miss you hold my hand God only...read more

Boys and girls, No you are not at home anymore Welcome to the beginning of the Rainbow Where blue birds don't fly The sun doesn't shine Just a disco balls spins high in...read more

Laa de daa de daa, Laa de daa de daa, Laa de daa de daa, Laa de daa de daa, Ok, seven days gone bye, bye, bye, I call you up, but no reply Now I don't need no sbi to...read more

Oh My God! Oh Oh oh oh... Oh my god Tell me honey am I waisting my sqeels Cut the gas oh Cut the gas oh Cause I'm the papershaker keeping it real Cut the gas oh ...read more