Then he appeared in the african bush... Running across the savannahs and plains on the elephant while being chsed by lions and shit.
Then he lit a joint... I am the man when it comes to Loving you that’s what I do You are the apple of my eye The kiwi and the apricot We rock all night and sleep all day And then we drive the other way I am the man when it comes to Loving you that’s what I do You've got the goods that’s what I need You a gourmet recipe You slice and dice, sauté and peel You make a tasty balanced meal You serve the freshy fresh, oh yes The thrift store dress so freshy fresh You've got the goods that’s what I need You a gourmet recipe Talk to the hand, the ear don’t want To hear, talk to the hand the ear I see ?you dear? everyday And then the wind, it makes us sway To the rhythm that we make Come on just like a train of freight Talk to the hand, the ear don’t want To hear, talk to the hand the ear I am the man when it comes to Loving you that’s what I do You are the apple of my eye The kiwi and the apricot We rock all night and sleep all day And then we drive the other way I am the man when it comes to Loving you that’s what I do
skipped a polka dot leather wearing stud muffin dragging a big anatomically corrected rag doll with the biggest, fattest, rock hard ...
the smell was of the dankest hashest nug of kush hindi shiva..it was intoxicating and it got anyone who took a whift of it...