Hi, hi, howdy, howdy, hi, hi. While everyone is minus, you can call me multiply. Just so you know, yes, yes, I'm that guy. You could get five fingers and I'm not waving "hi".
Stranger kisses and pixie dust. Crazy nights that's filled with lust. I don't know you, and really don't care, 'cause. I'm never really aware, and. Girls like guys who's ripped in buff, and.
Cut me off and say goodbye. I'm ready to be sacrificed. Sell my loved ones I wish them well. And I'm sorry. And oh swell. See I'm holding on desperately.
What ever happened to Mort Marcus. or Satcha.. How about Hugo Mittens. or Elijah Smoothe. and Teddy Pasta. a straight hair rasta. with a bone straight weave that will bring you to your knees..
Got nothing left to lose. Just wanna make my legs move. With all these worries on my back. And that's where they'll stay. Til I'm in the black Cadillac.
The honor roll was all I known. 'Til you took me over to the dark side. The thrill was good, together we stood. Like a modern day Bonnie and Clyde. We'll stay and we'll run.
I've been trying to find a reason to keep us together. Try to make up my bed of lies and call the night my shelter. . It's time to call it off. And this time, it's not my fault.