[Verse 1]

Cora Lynn

Where do I even begin

She's freakishly ornate

With the games she likes to play

Cora Lynn

Where do I even begin

She's freakishly ornate

With the way she keeps her face

Every single day

She'll be center through the race

[Chorus 1]

And when

I call her after

Two

You know

It's cause I'm feeling

Blue

[Verse 2]

Cora Lynn

How do I even begin

A master of her craft

Doеs she think that you're an ass

Cora Lynn

Is one of my only friеnds

An artist doomed to fail

Yet somehow she still prevails

Yet her interests seem to pale

In comparison to scale

[Chorus 2]

And if

You call her after

Two

She won't

Ever answer

You