I sit on my usual seat
On the tattered leather sofa...
It went by so fast,
Although acouple seconds seems to last...
I feel the scratching,
itching my chest...
You do it for money not love
No don't kiss me...
I have hair...
Punched in the gut
I'm Gasping for air...
An old toothless woman
Is setting in the back seat of a taxi...
I WANNA BE YOUR W-I-F-F-Y
I WANT YOU TO BE MY H-U-B-B-Y...
Mr and Mrs Worm
Were worming feeling vexed...
Wrecked and torn my fingers are,
For someday I will be your star...
Love is what i feel for you each and everyday
every time i see you ,you don't look that gay...
I wonder why I like Spongebob
Is it because he is yellow...