No candidate would I support Jos plaform could I endorse Antoher accomplice slinging dirt Campaign promises falling short I don't belong to any race Pledge allegiance to a place No borderline in the sand I'd trace I'm just a sucker for a pretty face Uncomfortable in the realm of the political Position's always been a little left of cynical I'm fundamentally for the individual Preoccupied purely with the physical When heavy is the wight of the world And the river runs a little too deep Like a hound dog chasing a bird Sometimes a certain tom gotta peep I'm a peek-a-boy, looking at girls And I think I like, I think I like I like what I see I don't wanna find religion Or another man's opinion Can't choose what's not my decision When there's only one under the sun There's no need to be denied Chew before swallowing pride I want to live so let me die Oh my the way, what's your sign Can't comprehend meaning Of the metaphysical I'd rather leave that to your so-called intellectual But what I do know I know feels only natural I'm just a hound-toothed heterosexual When heavy is the weight of the world And the river runs a little too deep Like a dirty water doggin' a bird Sometimes a certain tom he gotta peep I'm a peek-a-boy, booing at girls And I think I like, I think I like, I like what I see
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