You got a nosebleed, I'm under the bedsheets Waiting for something to go wrong around here When you think that it's easy, oh you don't know that between the The zero and the one there's a hole, a whole eternity And I like my hair clipper, and now I have a buzz cut If you come by my tower, well I guess you have to take the stairs You lost your glass slipper, but then you bought nice sneakers So let's get drinks and chat about that time a talking frog was hitting on me
There's a glass ceiling on this transparent coffin When we got a hammer it is really nothing And is this feeling in my stomach butterflies? I must have eaten caterpillars all of my life
And I talked to the magic mirror I said it needed to be clearer We sang and danced with the dishes And their cupboards in the kitchen We were drunk out of our minds And we were doing fine I made a joke about water I said, "Oh, well, well, well..."
And we're pick-up artists, yeah we're both excellent pick-me-ups We're stick-up artists, stole each other's body parts Here's a box of chocolates in the shape of a blood pump Here's a greeting card that includes the word "hump"
We're pick-up artists, yeah we're both excellent pick-me-ups We're stick-up artists, stole each other's body parts Here's a box of chocolates in the shape of a blood pump Here's a greeting card that includes the word "hump"
We're pick-up artists, yeah we're both excellent pick-me-ups We're stick-up artists, stole each other's body parts Here's a box of chocolates in the shape of a blood pump Here's a greeting card that includes the word “hump," "hump," "hump" And is this feeling in my stomach butterflies? I must have eaten caterpillars all of my life And is this feeling in my stomach butterflies? I must have eaten caterpillars all of my life All of my lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
