Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chews Day
Ukulele
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
bunnybun
Songwriter
Ellie Sheath
Songwriter
Chews Day
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eleanor Sydney Sheath
Producer
Lyrics
The way you moved made me want to explode
The amount of juice would've overflowed
I would have filled anything with that load
It would've been so fire, and you would've groaned
But no, my pookie, you got up and left
I'm so depressed that I may turn to theft
I might even invite in a guest
Then all of our clothes we will undress
Then her cheek I begin to caress
She don't like me but I'm doing my best
Maybe I'm not cut out for the test
I'll let this cigarette take me to debt
You're a whore
Underscore
East Timor
Christian Dior
Pookie lost their way, happiness into dismay
Pookie needed their pookie, but their pookie was a dookie
They missed their times together, when they would both, both wear leather
They had mass amounts of pleasure, but it will never be forever
Written by: Bunny Bunny Bun, Chews Day, Ellie Sheath

