Charades pop skill

Water hyacinth.

Name by a poet

Imitation of life.

Like a coy in a frozen pond.

Like a goldfish in a bowl.

I don't want to hear you cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.

That cinnamon, that's Hollywood.

Come on, come on.

No-one can see you try.

You want the greatest thing

The greatest thing since bread came sliced.

You've got it all

You've got it sized.

Like a Friday fashion show

Teenager cruising in the corner

Trying to look like you don't try.

That sugar cane that tasted good.

That cinnamon, that's Hollywood.

Come on, come on.

No-one can see you try.

No-one can see you cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.

That freezing rain, that's what you could.

Come on, come on.

No-one can see you cry.

This sugar cane, this lemonade

This hurricane, I'm not afraid.

Come on, come on.

No-one can see me cry.

This lightning storm, this tidal wave

This avalanche, I'm not afraid.

Come on, come on.

No-one can see me cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.

That's who you are, that's what you could.

Come on, come on.

No-one can see you cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.

That's who you are, that's what you could.

Come on, come on.

No-one can see you cry.