Well I've found a better method of pretending you were just some lover Do you still feel younger than you thought you would by now Or, darling, have you started feeling old yet Don't worry, I'm sure that you're still breaking hearts With the efficiency

Just another microcosm somewhere in the ether Putting a world to rights with Bing Crosby eyes Oversharing and its bitter aftertaste Exactly the wrong time in exactly the wrong place Save it for a rainy day Baby, you go hard in the paint It's just another

I don't drink brass monkey like to be funky Nickname Eazy E your 8 ball junkie Bass drum kicking to show my shit Rap a hole in my dick boy I don't quit Crowd rocking motherfucker from around the way I got a six shooter yo I'm mean and brave Rolling

Don't wanna be your monkey wrench One more indecent accident I'd rather leave than suffer this I'll never be your monkey wrench What have we done with innocence? It disappeared with time, it never made much sense Adolescent resident Wasting another night

Baby, I'm yours Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours) And I'll be yours until the stars fall from the sky, Yours until the rivers all run dry In other words, until I die And I'll be yours (yours) until the sun no longer shines, Yours (yours) until the poets

Pop goes the weasel I've no time to wait and sigh No patience to wait 'till by and by All around the cobbler's bench The monkey chased the weasel The monkey thought 'twas all in fun Kiss me quick, I'm off, goodbye Half a pound of tuppenny rice Half a

She keeps me up (I keep you up) All night (All night) Funky little monkey, she's a twisted trickster Everybody wants to be the sister's mister Coca-Cola roller-coaster Love her even though I'm not supposed to. I never wanna have to slow down Got to be a

Ooh-bi-doo, I wan'na be like you I wanna walk like you, talk like you, too You see it's true, an ape like me Can learn to be ooh hoo ooh man too ooh ooh Now I'm the king of the swingers, the jungle V.I.P I reached the top and had to stop And that's

Bear with me, man, I lost my train of thought Dancing in my underpants I'm gonna run for government I'm gonna form a covers band and all And back there by the baby grand Did Mr. Winter Wonderland say "Come here, kid, we really need to talk"? I fantasize,

Well, I'm so glad they turned us all away We'll put it down to fate Got too deep, but how deep is too deep? It made so much sense But now the haze has ascended Well, last night these two bouncers And one of 'em's alright, the other one's the scary one