I was sick, (so unfair)
My family went fishing in the gulf somewhere...
When God asked me if I wanted looks, I thought he...
So I said i don't want none...
I looked into my head
because I was unsure...
Strolling along the banks of the Rhone
Amongst eerie glows and shadows grown...
Waking next morning with slight trepidation
Thinking of your sister's wedding occasion...
As you wake up in the morning
There is fear in your eyes...
It is morning again and I'm stiff from long sleep.
Rising in darkness under cover so deep...
My mess,
Is clean...
I think you\'re a b i t c h
I think yore a cow...
Test days are always complicated.
They make you feel like your constipated...
The beaming couple paced graceful steps
While expectant relatives smiled and wept...
Once kith and kin had been greeted
We filed into the hall to be seated...