Nov 26, 2006 23:37
Tea and pink lady apples at bizarre hours of the morning.
Clearly though, spheres of influence will be the death of me.
You have a moan all of your own -
Serious as a heart attack
I'm looking in my almanac
I gotta find out all the things
And find out where she got her wings
(ALL TOGETHER NOW)
Shimmy shimmy quarter turn
I feel like I will never learn
How can I check lost and found
When I'm too busy getting down
Almanac is a word of the future ;D