[Intro]

"Yeah sure, you know yeah"

"I would've, but, uh I'm supposed to be there, uh yeah I know I'm supposed to be there at 3"

"[?] yeah, of, well tell, tell me the, I'll be there in 5, I'll be there, for real"

[Verse 1: Busdriver]

My eyes may wander towards your cosmic cleavage

But it doesn't mean that I don't love you

It just means that I can't subdue my fudgehue's split second response time

When the underworld summons me and I become, what to do?

I told her I love her and she can put my heart in a box

But our quality time can overlap my selling CD's in a parking lot

My life's a gigantic nothing

Underneath the panic button

But you shouldn't feel that I never try to turn my doodlings into a house with a poodle swings

When I'm sick you're allowed to visit patients

So over my head you form a cloud of mal-precipitation

And my night depends on how loud the crowd participation is

So what if I want to rap forever

I can as well kiss goodbye this jacket-sweater

I think I should get a feverish band tattooed on my right wrist

I found out that love in L.A. is like being pricked with a manicured thorn

Innocent girls who looked like they used to star in amateur porn

One financial disaster an exotic dancer is born

I really thought you're gonna fill out those UCS school transfer forms

[Outro]

Wowee look at that

The suicide princess enters the sky

Aw funny, funny how the cosmic robot baby

She's a beautiful clone she is

My eyes may wander towards your cosmic cleavage

But it doesn't mean that I don't love you ('cause I love you)

It just means that I can't subdue my fudgehue's split second response time

When the underworld summons me and I become, what to do?