I bent her o’er and I overthrew her, like a lot of love ,

The last branch o de’ maple tree it came like syrup

my relationship with the drunky-drunk floozie hoe

and then I came to my senses, without the Xanax-

Pink thing, Pink thongs, tearing at the seam, sorry

For maybe I, maybe she, one of us must take a taxi!

sober up quick ‘m lady, for campus-security lurks

Low-key men working for a badge, bagging items

Valedictorian pays credit to get high, but not like I

High “UP” with the Ladder To Heaven we may see

Rock the riff, blow up the balloon with helium !!!

squeaky voices doing squats at the gym said Jim

The depth of the oceanarium it is it, take a sip

Like ur fish-tank with the movie Tank Girl nice

Reminds me of Gwen Stefani not Stefano !!!

Hall Ah back, gnead my back, I need it so much

We went to the salad bar for lunch...