Jammin’ on the old cartoons with the swagger of the immune
Sleeping like a fat raccoon/ diabetic on a honeymoon

O baby when it’s a hard time, ooh baby how will you shine

After all the pretty plans I made I been befriended and I been betrayed
Now I’m stewing in my own perfume lonely as a weather balloon

You wanna smell like the roses you wanna ring like a bell
U wanna shine like a TV inspite of yerself
Umanna drink like a chimney u wanna smoke like a fish
U wanna sing like a satellite but here’s the thing about this
Go cry me a river and roll like a wheel
Sit down with yer woman tell her the way that you feel

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