Gym Class Heroes Feat. The Dream - Cookie Jar Lyrics

The Dream*
Radiokilla killa

Travis*
Hahaha You know what it is
Gym class heroes, the dream
It’s hard to look innocent
When I got cookie crumbs all over my face

The Dream*
I like girls
They like me
They look so good
In they satin jeans
Told you to be the one
And my only
I want be faithful
But I can’t keep my hands out the cookie jar

Travis*
My hands, my hands
My ha uh my hands
Can’t keep my hands
My hands, my, my, my
Can’t keep my hands
My hands, my, my, my
Can’t keep my hands
My hands my hands out the cookie jar

Travis*
You see I got this problem
I need help tryna solve it
Cause meeting after meeting
And I’m still a cookie-holic You can hide em
Imma find them, on the counter, in the closet
And I’ll say I ain’t do it
With my face covered in chocolate
My girl be setting booby traps
To catch me eating Scooby snacks
I left crumbs in the bed once
But I told her I was through with that
She still don’t be believing me
And I guess that I’m cool with that
But I got a sweet tooth, that’ll never come loose
And the truth of the matter is...

The Dream*
I like girls,
They like me
They look so good
In they satin jeans
Told you to be the one
And my only
I want to be faithful
But I can’t keep my hands out the cookie jar

Travis*
My hands, my hands
My ha uh my hands
Can’t keep my hands
My hands, my, my, my
Can’t keep my hands
My hands, my, my, my
Can’t keep my hands
My hands my hands out the cookie jar

Travis*
I got a thing for Milano, Biscotti Italianos
And I never turn down some Oreos if you got those
Butter Pecan Puerto Rican,
Or them Oatmeal Raisin Asians
Hazelnut Brazilians,
Macadamia Caucasians,
Double stuffed or thin mint
It don’t matter you getting it
Cause I got a sweet tooth
That’ll never come loose
And the fact of the matter is

The Dream*
I like girls,
They like me
They look so good
In they’re satin jeans
Told you to be the one
And my only
I want to be faithful
But I can’t keep my hands out the cookie jar

Travis*
My hands, my hands
My ha uh my hands
Can’t keep my hands
My hands, my, uh, my
Can’t keep my hands
My hands, my, uh, my
Can’t keep my hands
My hands my hands out the cookie jar

Travis*
I’m a monster for these cookies
I’m a beast for they treats
An animal for they crackers
Head to feet they so damn sweet
Can’t keep my hands, my hands
My ha-uh my
Can’t keep my hands, my hands
My hands out the cookie jar

Travis*
And there you have it haha
I tried my best
I went to cookie anonymous
I guess I’m a failure
I can’t seem to keep
My damn hands out the cookie jar but
It is what it is...

Gym Class Heroes Ft. Adam Levine - Stereo Hearts Lyrics

Adam Levine*

My heart’s a stereo

It beats for your, so listen close

Hear my thoughts in every note



Make me your radio

Turn me up when you feel low

This melody was meant for you

Just sing along to my stereo



Travie McCoy*

If I was just another dusty record on the shelve

Will you blow me off and play me like everybody else

If I ask you to scratch my back, could you manage that

Like it read well, check it Travie, I can handle that

Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks

This the last girl that play me left a couple cracks

I used to used to used to used to, now I’m over that

Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts



If I could only find a note to make you understand

I sing a song and the image grab me by the hands

Keep myself inside your head, like your favorite tune

And know my heart is a stereo that only plays for you



Adam Levine*

My heart’s a stereo

It beats for your, so listen close

Hear my thoughts in every note



Make me your radio

Turn me up when you feel low

This melody was meant for you

Just sing along to my stereo



Oh oh oh oh...

To my stereo

Oh oh oh oh...

So sing along to my stereo...



Travie McCoy*

If I wasn’t old school, fifty pound boombox

Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk

Would you turn my volume up before of the cops

And crank it higher everytime they told you to stop

And all I ask is that you don’t get mad at me

When you have to purchase mad D batteries

Appreciate every mixtape your friends make

You never know we come and go like we’re on the interstate

I think finally found a note to make you understand

If you can hear it, sing along and take me by the hands

Keep myself inside your head, like your favorite tune

And know my heart is a stereo that only plays for you



Adam Levine*

My heart’s a stereo

It beats for your, so listen close

Hear my thoughts in every note



Make me your radio

Turn me up when you feel low

This melody was meant for you

Just sing along to my stereo



Oh oh oh oh...

To my stereo

Oh oh oh oh...

So sing along to my stereo



I only pray you never leave me behind

Because good music can be so hard to find

I take your hand and pull it closer to mine

Thought love was dead, but now you’re changing my mind



Adam Levine*

My heart’s a stereo

It beats for your, so listen close

Hear my thoughts in every note



Make me your radio

Turn me up when you feel low

This melody was meant for you

Just sing along to my stereo



Oh oh oh oh...

To my stereo...

Oh oh oh oh..

So sing along to my stereo...