Little Cream Soda Lyrics
| Song | Little Cream Soda |
| Artist | The White Stripes |
| Album | Best Of The White Stripes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| One, two, three, four | |
| Well, every highway that I go down | |
| Seems to be longer than the last one | |
| That I knew about, oh well | |
| Yeah, and every girl that I walk around | |
| Seems to be more of an illusion | |
| Than the last one that I found, oh well | |
| And this old man in front of me | |
| Wearing canes and ruby rings | |
| Is like containing an explosion when he sings | |
| But with every chance to set himself on fire | |
| He just ends up doin' the same thing | |
| Well, each beautiful thing I come across | |
| Tells me to stop moving | |
| And shake this riddle off, oh well | |
| And there was a time when all I wanted | |
| Was my ice cream colder | |
| And a little cream soda, oh well, oh well | |
| And a wooden box and a alley full of rocks | |
| Was all I had to care about | |
| Oh well, oh well, oh well | |
| Now my mind is filled with rubber tires | |
| And forest fires and whether I'm a liar | |
| And lots of other situations | |
| Where I don't know what to do | |
| At which time God screams to me | |
| "There's nothing left for me to tell you†| |
| Nothing left for me to tell you | |
| Nothing left | |
| Oh well, oh well, oh well | |
| Oh well | |
| Oh well, oh well, oh well | |
| Oh well |
| One, two, three, four | |
| Well, every highway that I go down | |
| Seems to be longer than the last one | |
| That I knew about, oh well | |
| Yeah, and every girl that I walk around | |
| Seems to be more of an illusion | |
| Than the last one that I found, oh well | |
| And this old man in front of me | |
| Wearing canes and ruby rings | |
| Is like containing an explosion when he sings | |
| But with every chance to set himself on fire | |
| He just ends up doin' the same thing | |
| Well, each beautiful thing I come across | |
| Tells me to stop moving | |
| And shake this riddle off, oh well | |
| And there was a time when all I wanted | |
| Was my ice cream colder | |
| And a little cream soda, oh well, oh well | |
| And a wooden box and a alley full of rocks | |
| Was all I had to care about | |
| Oh well, oh well, oh well | |
| Now my mind is filled with rubber tires | |
| And forest fires and whether I' m a liar | |
| And lots of other situations | |
| Where I don' t know what to do | |
| At which time God screams to me | |
| " There' s nothing left for me to tell you | |
| Nothing left for me to tell you | |
| Nothing left | |
| Oh well, oh well, oh well | |
| Oh well | |
| Oh well, oh well, oh well | |
| Oh well |
| One, two, three, four | |
| Well, every highway that I go down | |
| Seems to be longer than the last one | |
| That I knew about, oh well | |
| Yeah, and every girl that I walk around | |
| Seems to be more of an illusion | |
| Than the last one that I found, oh well | |
| And this old man in front of me | |
| Wearing canes and ruby rings | |
| Is like containing an explosion when he sings | |
| But with every chance to set himself on fire | |
| He just ends up doin' the same thing | |
| Well, each beautiful thing I come across | |
| Tells me to stop moving | |
| And shake this riddle off, oh well | |
| And there was a time when all I wanted | |
| Was my ice cream colder | |
| And a little cream soda, oh well, oh well | |
| And a wooden box and a alley full of rocks | |
| Was all I had to care about | |
| Oh well, oh well, oh well | |
| Now my mind is filled with rubber tires | |
| And forest fires and whether I' m a liar | |
| And lots of other situations | |
| Where I don' t know what to do | |
| At which time God screams to me | |
| " There' s nothing left for me to tell you | |
| Nothing left for me to tell you | |
| Nothing left | |
| Oh well, oh well, oh well | |
| Oh well | |
| Oh well, oh well, oh well | |
| Oh well |
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