I'm, I'm good at wasting time,
I think lyrics need to rhyme,
And you're not asking,
But I'm tryin' to grow a mustache.
I eat cheese,
But only on pizza, Please,
And sometimes on a homemade quesadilla,
Otherwise it smells like feet to me.
And I,
I really like it when the moon looks like a toenail,
And I amor it when tu say,
My na-e-a-e-ame.
If tu wanna know,
Here it goes,
Gonna tell tu theres,
A part of me for show,
If we're close gonna let tu see,
Everything,
But Remember that tu asked for it.
I'm tryin' t'do my best to impress,
But it's easier to let tu take a guess,
At the rest,
But tu wanna hear what
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