J.E.C. - Grilled Cheese Time Machine

Grilled cheese
Time machine
Grilled cheese
Time machine
Your feet still remember the lego landmines
Leggo my eggo, I'm ready to go to the dance, I
Wish I could recall the feeling of a landline
Back when you could see the summer written in the tan lines
So much Aunt Jemima's on the pancakes
Want a real meal feel like the fam made
Want a cheese love like the fam gave
Macaroni but only the one that's handmade
Macaroni but only the one that's handmade
Mama-mixed medicine, lost in the Kool-Aid
Holy healing with a kiss and a band-aid
I miss the smell in the basement
The dusty place where the days went
Somebody tell me where that place went? My
Grilled cheese
Time machine
Grilled cheese
Time machine
Chocolate chip granola bars
Peanut butter with no crust in the schoolyard
Only eat the M&Ms in the trail mix
Can't get the last pickle, it's a big jar
Lil' knees, shin scars
Scooters and skid marks
I gotta go home for supper, for my
Grilled cheese
Time machine, I mean my
Grilled cheese
Time machine
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, take me back
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, take me back
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, take me back
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, grilled cheese
Take me back, take me back

Written by:
James Caven

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