Ruthie's knocking oh my God
Who's she talking to? Not a clue
Now she's shouting I'll be on the floor
You go get the door
Just had to make sure you knew
That's a jack-o-lantern moon
Don't look in the mirror
Or he'll look back at you
Ruthie take a shower
I smell like a flower
Your cats smell better than you do
Her cats are pretty cool
Where's he now? He's on the floor
She flips off the window and spits at the door
My advice is twice what he's worth
The moon'll get him first
Mark my words, the medicine chests are backwards
Don't be surprised if you have flaming eyes
Tonight tonight, yeah tonight
Ruthie's eyes are bright
Ruthie's spine is taped with feathers
They're all mine they grew so you see them too
Ruthie yeah, your brain she's fried
You should see my mind
Dance around, play around
Fool around, walk around
Run around, jump around
Fool around be around
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