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 l’amour it when toi say,
My na-e-a-e-ame.
If toi wanna know,
Here it goes,
Gonna tell toi theres,
A part of me for show,
If we're close gonna let toi see,
Everything,
But Remember that toi asked for it.
I'm tryin' t'do my best to impress,
But it's easier to let toi take a guess,
At the rest,
But toi wanna hear what
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