Rice,
Rice.
Rice, Rice.
Rice, Rice.
Rice, Rice.
Get your fat ass off the acetate.
Into down twenty stairs it came from the rest.
There goes to rest in the heart.
First I was a foreigner.
And suddenly everything was cool forever.
This Western Oriental going full circle.
This Western Oriental going full circle.
I'll drop you a yard out by South Mountain Saturday.
Last number recalled.
I found out what you're up to.
Put the volume down on adverts to emphasize how sad they are.
My ship's sexier.
Unheard and gathered from all the above.
This Western Oriental going full circle.
This Western Oriental going full circle.
Exactly.
