I know you like the grains in my canoe,
That Ive spent hours painting,
I know you like the Bob Cat,
Ate the cat next door,
Like the bag of coke,
Someone forgot to smoke,
We played with it till we got lit,
Each other eats it's own kind,
He screamed, "you're a dangerous woman in heaven, you're a dangerous woman in heaven"
I'm just a teenager,
Who traces tile floors cause I'm bored,
Who likes laces and fine wines,
Even though I haven't drank any,
My head is filled with books,
I'm hungry,
But you say its worth it,
To not eat of the same kind.