Everyone's a genius. Brushing up on irony. But no, no ones free. Everyone's a salesman. Gushing with sincerity. Or so, so it seems. . I wanna go another round.
I'm outta sight around the moon. But I'll be back in time for you. I know it's strange but are you big enough?. . Ok, you know this isn't right. I'm the bark that's to your bite.