I'm, I'm good at wasting time,
I think lyrics need to rhyme,
And you're not asking,
But I'm tryin' to grow a mustache.
I eat cheese,
But only on pizza, Please,
And sometimes on a homemade quesadilla,
Otherwise it smells like feet to me.
And I,
I really like it when the moon looks like a toenail,
And I love it when you say,
My na-e-a-e-ame.
If you wanna know,
Here it goes,
Gonna tell you theres,
A part of me for show,
If we're close gonna let you see,
Everything,
But Remember that you asked for it.
I'm tryin' t'do my best to impress,
But it's easier to let you take a guess,
At the rest,
But you wanna hear what
Lives...
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