Mr. Rick

Ooh its fun to shake
    All over your place
Wearing a hole in that
    Oriental rug
We stole from the take out joint
    Toking low on
chop sticks
    Getting our midnight kicks
Running circles round mr. rick
    Who rode the boat
Just yesterday   
    Claiming he lost his hat
And cant stand out in the rain
    Which had nothing to do
With wanting some tofu
    Hashanah
We just want to fly
    Like alladin in the sky
All around the kingdom
    Of a worn out city
That we call home
    Even with trouble that
Comes in the night
    We can roll up tight
On that rug
    And dream of sweet
Talk
    Taking our time
With love that hurts sometime
    With love that hurts sometime
   
 

Reviews

[Jenny Davis]

LMAO!! This is priceless :)