How quaint, you can
Spit farther than me
Your life straight from
A movie scene
Now on a movie screen
Silver skies and black eyes
I want a piece of cake
Get your hands off my presents
Kiss on the face
Slap on the cheek
I'll be the one who takes my chances
Sort of sad, isn't it?
It's hard to forget the friend
Who makes the scene on t.v
She makes the scene on t.v
Who's like that, anyway?