Missed me, missed me, now you've got to kiss me.
If you kiss me, mister, I might tell my sister.
If I tell her, mister, she might tell my mother and my
mother, mister, she might tell my father and my father,
mister, he won't be too happy and he'll have his lawyer
come up from the city and arrest you, mister,
so I wouldnt miss me if you get me, mister, see?
oh i suppose every once in a while i might update this thing. oh horror of horrors. i dont think i can write this thing, it' really isn't happening. not my baby, i mean my atom homework....ain't gonna happen.
when good hornets go bad and you're up to your elbowsin grease and kerosene getting high off the fumes of what used to be your car and the lady across the counter wont stop screaming at you and the fly keeps buzzing at your head and you just wish they all were dead, how can you help but want to wake up nd do it again?
i was handed the key to a town they call misery. or maybe it wasnt called misery at all, maybe it was something else. i'm not sure. i was rather intoxicated at the time. and maybe i should be more often, or maybe i shouldn't be. i'm not sure about that either. i'm rather intoxicated at this time. or maybe im not, and i just think i am, if only i had a means of transport to go to the bank and get metal supplies. but that wouldn't make anyhting better. and of course i've been banned from driving red vehicles down hills while smoking and of COURSE no one is home to consider my dilema.
Missed me, missed, me now you've got to kiss me.
If you kiss me, mister, you must think im pretty.
If you think so, mister, you must want to fuck me.
If you fuck me, mister, it must mean you love me.
If you love me, mister, you would never leave me
it's as simple as can be!
but i suppose that every once in a while this thing needs updated, i already lost a bunch of email letting my account go inative, i suppose i should take better care of these thigs, i suppose i should take better care of a lot of things. i suppose i'll never learn. or maybe i will, im not sure. what would you do. what would it take. can you tell me that? what if all i wanted was... would you give it to me? could you give it to me? or maybe you shuld just stay away, i might be contagious, you might start believing you're immune to gravity and stuff...or maybe you won't. i'm not sure. i was rather intoxicated at that time.
i was rather intoxicated.
or maybe i wasn't...
If I tell her, mister, she might tell my mother and my
mother, mister, she might tell my father and my father,
mister, he won't be too happy and he'll have his lawyer
come up from the city and arrest you, mister,
so I wouldnt miss me if you get me, mister, see?
oh i suppose every once in a while i might update this thing. oh horror of horrors. i dont think i can write this thing, it' really isn't happening. not my baby, i mean my atom homework....ain't gonna happen.
when good hornets go bad and you're up to your elbowsin grease and kerosene getting high off the fumes of what used to be your car and the lady across the counter wont stop screaming at you and the fly keeps buzzing at your head and you just wish they all were dead, how can you help but want to wake up nd do it again?
i was handed the key to a town they call misery. or maybe it wasnt called misery at all, maybe it was something else. i'm not sure. i was rather intoxicated at the time. and maybe i should be more often, or maybe i shouldn't be. i'm not sure about that either. i'm rather intoxicated at this time. or maybe im not, and i just think i am, if only i had a means of transport to go to the bank and get metal supplies. but that wouldn't make anyhting better. and of course i've been banned from driving red vehicles down hills while smoking and of COURSE no one is home to consider my dilema.
Missed me, missed, me now you've got to kiss me.
If you kiss me, mister, you must think im pretty.
If you think so, mister, you must want to fuck me.
If you fuck me, mister, it must mean you love me.
If you love me, mister, you would never leave me
it's as simple as can be!
but i suppose that every once in a while this thing needs updated, i already lost a bunch of email letting my account go inative, i suppose i should take better care of these thigs, i suppose i should take better care of a lot of things. i suppose i'll never learn. or maybe i will, im not sure. what would you do. what would it take. can you tell me that? what if all i wanted was... would you give it to me? could you give it to me? or maybe you shuld just stay away, i might be contagious, you might start believing you're immune to gravity and stuff...or maybe you won't. i'm not sure. i was rather intoxicated at that time.
i was rather intoxicated.
or maybe i wasn't...