Starfish! You are a five-pointed no-eyed bottom-feeding whore.
Oh I love me some Rockstar.
An ode to you:
Rockstar, it was your name and it was your star that first caught my eye
As I piddled about in the Arab shell from the old country
The moment I opened the handled glass door and felt the
Nip of the cold air envelope me, I knew what lay within thee.
We were made for each other, Rockstar; I in a womb and you in a factory
But really, aren't they just the same? Yes, we are just the same.
I need you, and you need me to stay in business or you'll go bankrupt. In reality, we are but one.
I love you, and you mostly love me except really early in the mornings. In duality, we are but one.
I can remember it like it was yesterday, our first time.
The sun was beating down on the city of St. Louis, to my sister's swim meet I was agoing.
My arms were shaking, my teeth were trembling, I was beside myself with anticipation.
The rest can only be described in one way, with two words that have infinite meaning:
"Teh sex."
You are, Rockstar, teh SEX.
And now I have to create a Fanta rap. Something about how you shake the bottle like a polaroid and open it up and it goes *skeet skeet skeet* and that from the windows to the walls my fanta level is *gettin low*
Ghey
An ode to you:
Rockstar, it was your name and it was your star that first caught my eye
As I piddled about in the Arab shell from the old country
The moment I opened the handled glass door and felt the
Nip of the cold air envelope me, I knew what lay within thee.
We were made for each other, Rockstar; I in a womb and you in a factory
But really, aren't they just the same? Yes, we are just the same.
I need you, and you need me to stay in business or you'll go bankrupt. In reality, we are but one.
I love you, and you mostly love me except really early in the mornings. In duality, we are but one.
I can remember it like it was yesterday, our first time.
The sun was beating down on the city of St. Louis, to my sister's swim meet I was agoing.
My arms were shaking, my teeth were trembling, I was beside myself with anticipation.
The rest can only be described in one way, with two words that have infinite meaning:
"Teh sex."
You are, Rockstar, teh SEX.
And now I have to create a Fanta rap. Something about how you shake the bottle like a polaroid and open it up and it goes *skeet skeet skeet* and that from the windows to the walls my fanta level is *gettin low*
Ghey