The Blasting Company
Love For a Writer, Producer, Director & Star
I used to be a bird (a bird)
Specifically a dove (a dove)
A hunter came and shot me down
I choked on blood and flapped my wings, choked on blood and flapped my wings, choked on blood and flapped my wings
and then I fell in love
Then I became a climber (a climber)
Climbing on mountain tops (the tops)
I stepped and heard the ice crack
slipped right into a crevasse
gave up hope and cut my rope
and then I fell in love, with,
George W. Clooney,
George W. Clooney, (yat da dat da da)
George W. Clooney, (yat da dat da)
George W. Clooney ahhh-
I love you, for knowing things
I love for being creative
I love you, you're so rough (and cute)
I love you when you get real
The first time I saw you
You were looking so cute and rough in
that army movie
so I held my breath until the credits
until I became asphyxiated
and as I passed out-,
I think I fell in love, with,
George W. Clooney,
George W. Clooney,
George W. Clooney,
George W. Clooney (and I wept on my pillow)
Oh, ohhh-