The same name, but two completlely different people,
But they're closer than me and Jesus when I'm praying in a steeple.
And don't get me wrong, 'cause I'm not that close to God.
But I'll be standing there for you in a thunderstorm with a lightning rod.
Lost in a field of dreams , I'm just waiting to be struck.
But cupid's arrow, like lightning, already got me stuck.
It's not too often that I get to see two beautiful women so bright and early.
Even though most of the time I act so surly.
I don't think that it's cool to act all funny,
But I like I to take a dark, dreary room and make it sunny.
I need to show these retards some light.
I'll help them all out, in spite.
And I know that most the time, you're both annoyed.
But sometimes it feels like I'm null and void.
Inside, it leaves me destroyed.
It seems like I'm ready and deployed,
Leaving you with less balls than anabolic steroids
I get into your minds deeper than Sigmund Freud.
Striking you more silently than Harold Lloyd.
Taking your planet over like the Omniscient Ziltoid.
Ok, maybe I just overreacted, and I'm overjoyed.
But in reality, you two are both the best,
And I'd do anything for you, you know this.
So don't play a game, and make me pick and chose.
'Cause I'd have to pick you both, and I don't like to lose.