Choppy

Take all your weepies, put 'em in a bag
You won't need them
You won't need them anymore.

And all those sad memories of days gone bad
You don't need them
You don't need them anymore

If I can remember one thing from the past
I'd hold it dearly, but it still wouldn't last

If I could be something, anything
I'd be a train, and I'd be loud

Write a letter to a friend, make her smile
I think she'd like it
I think she'd like it from now on

Use green peas in your cooking for a while
I think she'd like it
I think she'd like it from now on