books on tape for and our feet accidentally touched on the carpeted floor no use getting snooty once you've gotten all the kinks out so i gave her my number
so say goodbye there's the door i can't see you anymore and there's a flame there's a spark but she beat my high score so say goodbye there's the door
up all her toms I laid my head down and now my wallet's gone Hooplas involving circus tricks At addresses way out in the sticks The pixies in tight green little skirts say
And what's that saying again they're only words and words can't kill me well i can't even spell them and the cadence of what she says is swell let's
She sold her Warlock And bought her drum machine Fired her old band Because they hated 909 beats She's got a loft space Takes the L- train to Bedford
You're super you really are just like your tball trophy says you've come so far it's just a matter of a little time before you've got the dog, the tots
in your heart just like a pirate's booty but believe me there's a better arnold palmer to play your course and a better bob villa to build your windows and your
your hairdo i'm still hoping you won't notice and you pawned off your decoder ring and you wrote it out in invisible ink but your brains are no match
