[Verse 1]
January 29th, 2012
More than 39 degrees
Looking down on the ground
There's no place I'd rather be
I'm like a 9 year old on Christmas Eve
Kanye West arrives
Walking in the skies
Now he's walking through the crowd
Who are no doubt gon' get wild tonight

[Chorus]
So I reached out and I touched him
Yeah I touched him on the arm
You can hate him
He's my hero
And I touched him on the arm
He's just skin and bones
He's just skin and bones
And [?]
Forget Rolling Stones
Forget Rolling Stones
[?]

[Verse 2]
January 29th, 2012
I got that con-con-con-confidence
That I could be like Kanye West
They're chanting out his name
Touched his name and my arm
And they both felt the same
Because his might be more brown
Mine might be more beige
But his arm felt just like mine
You ignored the fact that I'm way more cut
[Chorus]
So I reached out and I touched him
Yeah I touched him on the arm
You can hate him
He's my hero
And I touched him on the arm
He's just skin and bones
He's just skin and bones
And [?]
Forget Rolling Stones
Forget Rolling Stones
[?]

[Bridge]
[?]

[Chorus]
So I reached out and I touched him
Yeah I touched him on the arm
You can hate him
He's my hero
And I touched him on the arm
He's just skin and bones
He's just skin and bones
And [?]
Forget Rolling Stones
Forget Rolling Stones
[?]