Lyrics

Key of E Minor |  December, 2008

My synapses dwell on what used to be a crime

As long as I can do you I don’t mind doing time

Chocolate covered cherries are always on my mind

Dr. says my symptoms are easily defined

Jungle Fever…sang!

She’s fine

Can’t front on that behind

Lion and the Scarecrow agree with what I say

You can put a heart on my Tin Man any day

This I know for certain the Wizard tries to hide

Look behind the curtain cuz its all pink inside

FIN

© 2008