Occam was a great philosopher born in 1285 He said the likely explanations are the simple ones right there before your eyes He called this theory Occam's Razor But if you asked me old Occam was a fool He might never have hypothesized that theory if he'd met the likes of you
You said you love me with your smile So I drew a strong conclusion that you'd be around a while I never saw the goodbye coming, 'til you walked out the door Now I don't think I'll shave with Occam's Razor anymore
Well, I wonder if old Occam ever had a broken heart as bad as this Well, it's illlogical and I dare say it, practical to everything he did 'Cause you see Occam was a fryer Unaffected by the games of women plagues He'd never fallen for a liar Oh, he never felt the sting of that plague
You said you love me with your smile So I drew a strong conclusion that you'd be around a while I never saw the goodbye coming, 'til you walked out the door Now I don't think I'll shave with Occam's Razor anymore
Now I'm pouring whiskey on this lesson learnt And all I know is this cuts deep and it burns
You said you love me with your smile So I drew a strong conclusion that you'd be around a while I never saw the goodbye coming, 'til you walked out the door Now I don't think I'll shave with Occam's Razor anymore Now I don't think I'll shave with Occam's Razor anymoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
