Song parody of
Gnarls Barkley, Pt. 2
by New Couch Party
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I'm cruising
You're losing
I just got me some brand new bruises
I won't show you just so easily
Melt better
Don't forget her
Let's get back to the finer weather
You and I will do just what we please
Oh yeah
Even out if you feel that you should
But the wind ain't gonna stop and you wish that it would
I want it bad
How bad do you want it
Come find me in a month fast asleep on the sun
Leave a light on
'Til the night's gone
What if we fall in love on the front lawn
Running home to beat the sun to bed
Small fever
Don't you leave her
Leave the phone hanging off the receiver
What's the use of staying in my head
Eat it up for a minute or two
But you dig a bigger hole when you sit here and stew
I want it bad
How bad do you want it
Come find me in a month fast asleep on the sun
Found myself just an hour ago
But I'm feeling pretty good about what I don't know
Mirage has taken me slowly
Tells me where I'm gonna be
I'd rather sink to the bottom of the, bottom of the sea
Oh no, it's the perfect life for me
I'm cruising
You're losing
I just got me some brand new bruises
I won't show you just so easily
Melt better
Don't forget her
Let's get back to the finer weather
You and I will do just what we please
Oh yeah
Even out if you feel that you should
But the wind ain't gonna stop and you wish that it would
I want it bad
How bad do you want it
Come find me in a month fast asleep on the sun
Leave a light on
'Til the night's gone
What if we fall in love on the front lawn
Running home to beat the sun to bed
Small fever
Don't you leave her
Leave the phone hanging off the receiver
What's the use of staying in my head
Eat it up for a minute or two
But you dig a bigger hole when you sit here and stew
I want it bad
How bad do you want it
Come find me in a month fast asleep on the sun
Found myself just an hour ago
But I'm feeling pretty good about what I don't know
Mirage has taken me slowly
Tells me where I'm gonna be
I'd rather sink to the bottom of the, bottom of the sea
Oh no, it's the perfect life for me
