Staring out of the window,
wondering what to do,
when you look out to the sky.
Chorus
Smooth Like This nobody know
Me , Smooth Like This I am a friend.
Verse 2
Wishing upon a star,
Not even happening, trying
Not find the path to take upon
The city of hope.
Smooth Like This know body knows me,
Smooth like this I am a friend.
Smooth Like Leatther,
Smooth Like Shampoo,
Not rough like leather.
And wish it on and on.
Chorus
Smooth like this nobody knows I am . . . a friend,
Everybody knows . . I am . a
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