| Song | Penelope Cruz |
| Artist | Bob Schneider |
| Album | A Perfect Day |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I wanna make a movie with Penelope Cruz | |
| I want my life to look a little bit better | |
| Look a little better, look a little better | |
| [Incomprehensible] face of the earth | |
| I wanna fall forever, fall forever, fall forever | |
| But every day | |
| My dreams seem further and further away | |
| Want you to break my heart | |
| Like you were breaking down a door | |
| Throw me right into the fire, into the fire, into the fire | |
| Roll me around like a cannonball | |
| And show this world a little desire, little desire, little desire | |
| 'Cause everyday, everyday | |
| My dreams seem further and further away | |
| I wanna stumble around like a merry-go-round | |
| And when I fall I wanna land in heaven, in heaven, heaven | |
| I wanna make a baby with Elizabeth Taylor | |
| Around nineteen and fifty seven, fifty seven | |
| 'Cause my whole life | |
| Seems like a waste of time | |
| The only sound they hear when your mouth fly's open | |
| And the words come out is ka-ching, ka-ching | |
| And when they're flying out my hole in my ears | |
| And hit my heart, will they really make my head wanna sing? | |
| La la la, la la la la la la, la la la | |
| That I've been wrong | |
| About 'most everything | |
| I wanna make a baby with Elizabeth Taylor | |
| Around nineteen and fifty seven, fifty seven | |
| Stumble around like a merry-go-round | |
| When I fall I wanna land in heaven, heaven, heaven | |
| Oh, I wanna make a movie with Penelope Cruz | |
| I want my life to look a little bit better | |
| Look a little better, look a little better, look a little better | |
| I wanna run around till I can't be found | |
| Want every damn day to matter | |
| To matter | |
| To matter | |
| To matter | |
| … |
| I wanna make a movie with Penelope Cruz | |
| I want my life to look a little bit better | |
| Look a little better, look a little better | |
| Incomprehensible face of the earth | |
| I wanna fall forever, fall forever, fall forever | |
| But every day | |
| My dreams seem further and further away | |
| Want you to break my heart | |
| Like you were breaking down a door | |
| Throw me right into the fire, into the fire, into the fire | |
| Roll me around like a cannonball | |
| And show this world a little desire, little desire, little desire | |
| ' Cause everyday, everyday | |
| My dreams seem further and further away | |
| I wanna stumble around like a merrygoround | |
| And when I fall I wanna land in heaven, in heaven, heaven | |
| I wanna make a baby with Elizabeth Taylor | |
| Around nineteen and fifty seven, fifty seven | |
| ' Cause my whole life | |
| Seems like a waste of time | |
| The only sound they hear when your mouth fly' s open | |
| And the words come out is kaching, kaching | |
| And when they' re flying out my hole in my ears | |
| And hit my heart, will they really make my head wanna sing? | |
| La la la, la la la la la la, la la la | |
| That I' ve been wrong | |
| About ' most everything | |
| I wanna make a baby with Elizabeth Taylor | |
| Around nineteen and fifty seven, fifty seven | |
| Stumble around like a merrygoround | |
| When I fall I wanna land in heaven, heaven, heaven | |
| Oh, I wanna make a movie with Penelope Cruz | |
| I want my life to look a little bit better | |
| Look a little better, look a little better, look a little better | |
| I wanna run around till I can' t be found | |
| Want every damn day to matter | |
| To matter | |
| To matter | |
| To matter | |
| I wanna make a movie with Penelope Cruz | |
| I want my life to look a little bit better | |
| Look a little better, look a little better | |
| Incomprehensible face of the earth | |
| I wanna fall forever, fall forever, fall forever | |
| But every day | |
| My dreams seem further and further away | |
| Want you to break my heart | |
| Like you were breaking down a door | |
| Throw me right into the fire, into the fire, into the fire | |
| Roll me around like a cannonball | |
| And show this world a little desire, little desire, little desire | |
| ' Cause everyday, everyday | |
| My dreams seem further and further away | |
| I wanna stumble around like a merrygoround | |
| And when I fall I wanna land in heaven, in heaven, heaven | |
| I wanna make a baby with Elizabeth Taylor | |
| Around nineteen and fifty seven, fifty seven | |
| ' Cause my whole life | |
| Seems like a waste of time | |
| The only sound they hear when your mouth fly' s open | |
| And the words come out is kaching, kaching | |
| And when they' re flying out my hole in my ears | |
| And hit my heart, will they really make my head wanna sing? | |
| La la la, la la la la la la, la la la | |
| That I' ve been wrong | |
| About ' most everything | |
| I wanna make a baby with Elizabeth Taylor | |
| Around nineteen and fifty seven, fifty seven | |
| Stumble around like a merrygoround | |
| When I fall I wanna land in heaven, heaven, heaven | |
| Oh, I wanna make a movie with Penelope Cruz | |
| I want my life to look a little bit better | |
| Look a little better, look a little better, look a little better | |
| I wanna run around till I can' t be found | |
| Want every damn day to matter | |
| To matter | |
| To matter | |
| To matter | |