It's another ment to be Just stop and go on home They'll never get a break But never prone a bone
The singer is to fate and has a baby stuck and the bear needs to hoo and write a fucking song
And where to go from here And what do they behold
Oh God I don't believe it Are you sure you didn't dream it?
And where to go from here or what do they behold I'm sure that I'm not dreaming Oh my God, am I still breathing?
I love to watch them dance If didn't have no use Then it kinda turns me off and maybe thats my biggest fear But that I love that you love My regelious coning prize I want it in my pants so they you start today
And where to go from here And what do they behold
Oh God I don't believe it Are you sure you didn't dream it? And where to go from here or what do they behold I'm sure that I'm not dreaming Oh my God am I still breathing?