Swagga Lynda Barry

Intro monologue: Yeah, cuz this one goes out To all the artistic ladies out there. You know who you are. Yeah, you're on that shit Maybe you've got some dyed hair But you're more than that You did it first and they're all jacking your style We know it And it shows. Working with your watercolors Working on some collages Man, I just wish I could just get your attention I wanna b*tch with a Swagga Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry I wanna b*tch with a Swagga Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry What it is, what it is Baddest in the biz Abstract comics for the adults and the kids You're the shit You're the independent artist I wanna... the hardest You're so avant garde that it's making me Want to get it started After rounds number 1, 2, 3 How's it sound to have some Hot organic mint green tea Damn you're so original And so hard to pigeonhole Swagga Lynda Barry Can I get those digits girl?! I wanna b*tch with a Swagga Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry I wanna b*tch with a Swagga Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry Make it bounce, make it bounce Bounce ideas off you Your opinion's the only one that counts Doing business, art supplies go by the ounce Girl, why you act surprised when I ask to be your spouse Ooh girl, you make me want to write and draw Try positions that I never even been in before Ooh girl, you make me want to draw and write Ms. Lyn with your permission I could go all night Damn I want you next to me, Netflix on Synecdoche Swagga Lynda Barry you a muthafuckin masterpiece You never should retire You make me so inspired You got all the requirements I need to be acquired Callin you a b*tch, girl I don't mean to offend ya Swagga Lynda Barry you're like Carmen Electra I could be there to protect ya, little girl come here Lynda Barry wanna give you that Lars Von Trier! I wanna b*tch with a Swagga Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry I wanna b*tch with a Swagga Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry Lynda, Lynda, Lynda Barry S. Kalvini and J Dub. All these pencil shavings, You're giving me a craving Girl, you make me want to spend All my fuckin life's savings. Oh God! Can't live without you. Outro rant: You probably get this all the time When you've got people coming up to you Saying that they know you from your books And you're probably tired of it, but That thing you were talking about when you were younger And like as you went to sleep you could see things moving Like kind of when you squinted, and like I saw that too. It just makes me think that maybe we're just connected In some way in this crazy universe