A kitten on fire.
A baby in a blender.
Both sound as sweet as a night of surrender.
I know it ain't easy, but you do what you can. If your livin gets weezy, you can follow this plan:
put in more than you could ever get out.
I'm tired of the talking, I know what you're about.
Now open your mouth, here comes the spoon. You're gonna eat what I give ya,
and you're gonna like it real good.
1. A riddle: I went over the river, and into the woods, where did I go?
Where a wood buring stream flows up thru the trees,
like the soul of the hottest kind of lover I've ever seen: "e"
One who lives to choose another fool's dream.
A good showerhead and my right hand, the two best lovers that I ever had.
Now if you find you agree with what I just said, you'd better find a new love
and let 'em into your head
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A kitten on fire.
A baby in a blender.
Both sound as sweet as a night of surrender.
I know it ain't easy, but you do what you can. If your livin gets weezy, you can follow this plan:
put in more than you could ever get out.
I'm tired of the talking, I know what you're about.
Now open your mouth, here comes the spoon. You're gonna eat what I give ya,
and you're gonna like it real good.
1. A riddle: I went over the river, and into the woods, where did I go?
Where a wood buring stream flows up thru the trees,
like the soul of the hottest kind of lover I've ever seen: "e"
One who lives to choose another fool's dream.
A good showerhead and my right hand, the two best lovers that I ever had.
Now if you find you agree with what I just said, you'd better find a new love
and let 'em into your head
A baby in a blender.
Both sound as sweet as a night of surrender.
I know it ain't easy, but you do what you can. If your livin gets weezy, you can follow this plan:
put in more than you could ever get out.
I'm tired of the talking, I know what you're about.
Now open your mouth, here comes the spoon. You're gonna eat what I give ya,
and you're gonna like it real good.
1. A riddle: I went over the river, and into the woods, where did I go?
Where a wood buring stream flows up thru the trees,
like the soul of the hottest kind of lover I've ever seen: "e"
One who lives to choose another fool's dream.
A good showerhead and my right hand, the two best lovers that I ever had.
Now if you find you agree with what I just said, you'd better find a new love
and let 'em into your head
Writer: JIM JAMES
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC