Early Sunday morning in the spring of 96
I'm chillin' on my couch watching the Bulls against the mix
My horny marches in the nice paper pink and slick
It seems to find my shirt and lipstick
It's the reason folks in Canada I love the best girl I ever had
Only time she can't stop
Whiny, whiny, whiny, whiny love
To
the boys out there
Beer
Oh
Geraye Hand...
I mean obedience.
