A rusted silhouette. Embracing burning filament. A verbal avalanche. Is serving up your innocence. I said where'd you lose your mind. . A brush with synergy.
Oh. Huh, huh. 1, 2, 3, hi. . Where did you go. When I arrived. What was that look. Saw in your eyes. Nothing is. What it appears. I'm a bit more refined.
(Spoken:). I'm overenjoyed like Mildred Davis and Harold Lloyd. Cause baby, you've started something. And I'm gonna end it good.. . I'm overenjoyed like Mildred Davis and Harold Lloyd.