Feeling like a robot Miss you my dear best friend Always ready for a walk Oh so Small but angry could lick your genitals it didn’t really matter you couldn’t talk You barked at the car that Came with such crazy speed You thought you could easily win You weren’t old, your tricks were new You never let me down Could find the streets without a map And now I am without you nobody seems to care The city has not burned into flames Well, the car won and you lost You with your scruffy hair The last game you ever played Tyra Banks I wish I would see your face back here again Tyra Banks I truly loved you I hope in heaven you’ll have all the cookies you want A warm bed and a bitch up front Tyra Banks I miss you Tyra Banks where are you Tyra Banks