Smooth — текст песни (Sky)

Okay this it
It seems to me that I need a break from you, from myself
It don`t matter no more now who`s to tell
Everybody may think I`m wrong
But I`m the one who`ll be laughing `till the break-o-dawn
Gotta plan, his name is Stan
Believe it or not he dealt me a real good hand
Well you know I don`t mind where this plane may take me
`Cause I ain`t got no worries, I`m ready
Gotta run, gotta get away
Come back on another day
Tomorrow ain`t so far away
I`ll be smooth like butter baby
Hey man! Here I am
Away from the city
And its urban sounds
Snap shot! Feet in the sand
Can`t stop laughing even when the sun`s gone down
Some say this way
I guess I`ll make my mind up on another day
So Stan, what`s the plan?
Have you come around
To deal me another hand?
Well ou know I don`t mind the walking
And I certainly don`t mind the running