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Beat, bass drum: a savior to the mum
Shot, straight done: a courage boost bar none
Short skirt, yum: she bats her eyes then some
Fi fo fum: your fairy tale to come
...to come
Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh
Conversation Conversating Conversated
Make mouths smack: dive in and show your stuff
Tongue re-rack: never is one enough
Suck face, snack: petting her thighs- get rough
Now step back to seem it's off the cuff
Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh
Conversation Conversating Conversated
Call you a desert pharaoh
Making her vision narror
She'll fawn, she'll fawn
She fawns, she fawns
Read from across the table
She's open like Aesop's fables
You'll yawn, you'll yawn
You yawn, you yawn
Ignited; ready to take the tour
Excited; hit three more bars or four
Delighted; aim for a higher score
Misguided? Or make out like a slore
Call you a desert pharaoh
Making her vision narror
She'll fawn, she'll fawn
She fawns, she fawns
Read from across the table
She's open like Aesop's fables
You'll yawn, you'll yawn
You yawn, you yawn
All that time you slay
In all that time you'll find you'll figure out
All that time you slay
In all that time you'll find you'll figure out
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(RAP BREAK - BRANDON CARTER)
Her lips' like a machine
And I see why
Everybody's out to get 'em
She backed up all the files on my D-drive
As we moved to the algorithm
I'm checking her DSL connection
When I'm in the house she lives in
Her spouse was trippin'
Her Facebook status said Down for Sinnin'
And I gotta get all she got
If she's a machine, I'm an AUTOBOT
The club TRANSFORM when I walk through the door
'cause the bottles pop and the models flock
When I get it going then it's hard to stop
Steve Jobs was lying out his ass!
My iPhone can see "flash" when she takes off her top
She should be working for NASA
When she put that ass up
I get mooned a nd I see the stars
Hit it until she can't stand up
Hook her RAM up
'cause my bedroom is the Genius Bar
And I stick to the Java Script
Getting it for free
I don't have to pirate
The Magnum's gotta fit
When it's on me
It's my anti-virus
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Do I settle or play?
Don't stop playing; never settle down
Do I settle or play?
Do I settle before you figure out?
figure out?
Beat, bass drum: a savior to the mum
Fi fo fum: your fairy tale to come
credits
from
{sonar},
released October 23, 2012
All tracks written, arranged and composed by SATURDAY ASTROLOGY
Alec-Guitar /// Ryan-Drums /// Jim-KeySynths /// Daryl-Vox
All lyrics written by Daryl Doeschner and Brandon Carter.
All tracks recorded, engineered, mixed and mastered by Ryan O'Donnell.
Additional thanks to Danny Rybar, Eric Paige, The Seaside Lounge, Brandon Carter, Pete Orlanski, David Wilmot, RJ DiBella... and all of our friends and family.
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