Bossa nova tune nose deep
Pedal faster forward, fishing for my tomato paste
Pussy lemon chowder gotta push for a nancy
I didn't come on her sweater

This is where he lays its head
Among clutter bird
In batches of amazement, my waitress tip
Take deep breaths

I feel better bottled up, I feel peachy
Not just a passive thought, you see me as an easy target
Or a small town to small pass through
What country are you today?

This is where it lays its head
Among clutter bird
In batches of amazement, my waitress tip
Take deep breaths

Praise six, comе and sing praises
But six handle back won't force sweet talk at a glee club
Boys so attractivе are confident voices of boy chords
You'll beat it

This is where he lays its head
Among clutter bird
In batches of amazement, my waitress tip
Take deep breaths
Wave like you're never gonna see him again, wave kid!
Was it nice to see him, they're so happy then, hey kid!
Wave like you're never gonna see him again, wave kid!
Was it nice to see him, they're so happy then, hey kid!
Wave like you're never gonna see him again, wave kid!
Was it nice to see him, they're so happy then, kid!