Bubblehead

The Bible

Every night he says a prayer for you
He wouldn't hurt a fly
She looked like marilyn monroe
In the seven year itch, oh my
And i know that he loves you
Cos i've heard him talk about you
What were you expecting anyway
This is a past imperfect world
You wanted a saint
But you gave him a martyr
Right now i could shake you honey
I always thought that you were smarter

Hey bubblehead

Don't you know what's good for you?...

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