you remind me of something don't know what it is you remind me of something gotta show me (2)
Don't mean to be greedy but when i see it i need i mean it I'm needy and she it i'm sleeping and dreaming she dreamy straight from the wish of a genie don't mean to be cheesy unless its on fettuccine served with a side of zucchini
getting distracted what happened trippin on acid drugs are nasty granted shes attractive foods my passion hit on by the mass of pricks like a cactus Whatever im clever I'm fresher then ever Can't do any better Words drop like their pressure And float like a feather I boast through my letters Though you can't measure Give props for the effort
you remind me of something don't know what it is you remind me of something gotta show me (2)