I'm sin done in water
You might be over hill

He's somebody's daughter
As far as Liz well knows

Send me a black one
Other than a big sun
Open with a castrate
A mystery mind

He sits her with father
We seem so in a two

Open up a C.A.T. scan
White leather free land
Wishy little be scar
Half-made mind

Elvis had a daughter
Not half-boned siksura

Heavy Betty big bone
Little kitty fig bomb
I'm no feet less
Give me one

Eat more with your collar
Calling m-m-m-me in May

Time is a big one
Only have to free us all
Misery to hope laid
Have them with the bong hit
Exit measured one sieve
And I'm break and kicking Gary
Wringin' with the clothes bend
I hang my bong