Lookie lookie lookie Somethings written in my ****** It’s distaste for you will surely Turn you into one real sookie So don’t you lookie lookie lookie In my private truthful ****** Cos I ain’t about to say no sorries All because you want to nosey And now your eyes have gone all sookie All because you read my ******!
Doodling words in my book I made up this silly song.