(falsetto:)
i’m your queen bee…and you can trust me…
just gotta give a me a little bitta room…
i held your hand tight…
through the dark night…
when we emerged from the a very same womb…
(in the emergency room)
(emergency surgery!)
(“he’s gonna murder me…again and again!”)
(cue a wrestling match between michael anthony + joga)
(which quickly devolves into a boxing match)
(as joe rogan begins to announce the fight)
without the green light
you’ve gotta hold tight
when all you can see is maroon…
but plant the seed right
and give her plenty of sunlight…
soon emerging from the same cocoon…
(i’m in love with a mallory bloom)
(medulla oblongata)
(won’t you tarnish my name?)
(cuz it’ll only be some more of the same)
(she’s seem to already forgotten)
(everything that i claimed…)
(everything that i am…)
ain’t i your chickpea?
OUTRO:
(i before e except after c)
(who cares?)