i’m hiding out in your cereal box a free gift with your coco pops you sway your head like a nodding dog not too hard and not too soft
i’m seeing everything in widescreen all we need’s a snow machine come together by magnetic force i’m a satellite in your gravitational pull me up, spin me round and then put me down
she’s all i’m dreaming of my magnum opus she’s wearing boxing gloves she knock me out