Lyrics
You've got to use a special kind of etiquette 'round me, I'm not the type of character that you would often see sliding down the sidewalk to that point on your horizon looking you up and down and thinking how much he'd like to stare you right down, that might impress some but I find that kind a clown.
When your brain adjusts you might realize that I have that brand of integrety that you can't often buy, a potent styling apparatus yet to be discovered, it wells up in your cranium till it blows itself out of sight.
Code of Behavioure
Now you've got to eat right, dress warm and practice everyday but none of those three things could ever make sense stay, you've got to use a special paste, two, three, four or five and no matter what you ever do, please try and keep it alive.
Behavioure. Do the behavioure.
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