And living life on this tree is getting boring
I need a haircut, I need a haircut.
I look a fright, I only come out at nighttime,
I smell lovely bu keep your dick out of sight.

I see you, I see you
Hey baby don't run, because i can FUCKING FLY

i toldforced you to write me a song.
and so you did.
and i love it so :D

taina, you love me dearly. dont you! :)
u shall continue the song, till a frangipani really float into the class and start swirling above our heads, then maybe i'll freak out and make you stop.

oh, and i bought choir pants.
ahahahaha. its amusing, cos i look like a fatty