Pregnant

Replace the formula and diverge with pop rocks. This front ta-ta go away. Idit doesn't fear, in my face. It feels like I'm going in this unders alone. *Hard rock hands* Oh be you there, I see da bee eerie. Abu, are we together? Or apart? Because is a new start. *Hard rock hands* I'm all by myself and I know I need to change. So say goodbye to the nah tonight, friend Dean. Say goodbbye to the drugs and the drinking. *Hard rock hands* On and off isa. Work anymore. Is it the happy ending? Or is this a spaceship? Lick it and thinking, overrated. *Hard rock hands* *Hard rock hands* *Hard rock hands* *Hard rock hands* Together or apart, set the tone.