Lyrics

Now we know that he does exist For all intents and purposes No ambition, nothing to give Seemingly dead, wasting the gift Weeks and years are one If only he had something to love Or better still, if he had someone to love Do I care? Would I? Yeah! It makes me big! ... are one Weeks are one Years are one Smiles are one To break the ice he stares blankly at her Who knows what he is thinking about? This guy is no minority It's normal now, just do it and see Plied with vodka, down it in one Object? Person? Use "it" for fun This guy is no minority Function! Function! Plied with vodka, down it in one Object? Person? Use "it" for fun I won't reduce her body to a function I won't reduce her body to a function
Writer(s): Frederick Long, Edward Jr. Holland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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