for crushin', you're known for blushin'. Oh what was that. You blowing kisses, I throw em back, pull into that culdesac. Back then no chauffeur, back seat like a sofa. One leg on my shoulder, one leg
Face the face, got to face the face. Face the face, got to face the face You must have heard the cautionary tales. The danger's hidden on the culdesac trails. From wiser Incomprehensible who have
whole song, made this one verse crazy, right?. I guess it all goes somewhere, you know that. Like that bullshit you talked before Culdesac. "I didn't know he had it in 'im". Couldn't see me as Spider-Man
