Song parody of
disposable camera
by Lucas Pison
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Do you imagine
Love in black and white
Picnics and starry nights
You do
You whisper under your breath
It's no matter
For I see it too
No need to hide
Your romantic side
And dreams of movie lines
On you
Comb my hair, and wear my best shoes
Then ask the waiter
Sir, a table for two
You show up in your white sundress
While my crooked smile's my best
For darling I helplessly, nauseatingly adore you
I'd court you like an old-school boy
I love that picture
Of you and I
Making googly eyes
Across the tabletop
Two straws, one tall chocolate drink
On that disposable
Camera
Of yours
I'll be at your door
Before the clock strikes 4
As your father, he scans me down
In my Sunday best
I hope to impress
Then he smiles as
My sweat starts to fall
You show up in your white sundress
While my crooked smile's my best
For darling I helplessly, nauseatingly adore you
Hmm
You shiver in your crumpled dress
I give up my favorite vest
For darling I utterly, irretrievably adore you
I'd serenade you like an old-school boy
I'd serenade you like an old-school boy
I'd serenade you like an old-school boy
Do you imagine
Love in black and white
Picnics and starry nights
You do
You whisper under your breath
It's no matter
For I see it too
No need to hide
Your romantic side
And dreams of movie lines
On you
Comb my hair, and wear my best shoes
Then ask the waiter
Sir, a table for two
You show up in your white sundress
While my crooked smile's my best
For darling I helplessly, nauseatingly adore you
I'd court you like an old-school boy
I love that picture
Of you and I
Making googly eyes
Across the tabletop
Two straws, one tall chocolate drink
On that disposable
Camera
Of yours
I'll be at your door
Before the clock strikes 4
As your father, he scans me down
In my Sunday best
I hope to impress
Then he smiles as
My sweat starts to fall
You show up in your white sundress
While my crooked smile's my best
For darling I helplessly, nauseatingly adore you
Hmm
You shiver in your crumpled dress
I give up my favorite vest
For darling I utterly, irretrievably adore you
I'd serenade you like an old-school boy
I'd serenade you like an old-school boy
I'd serenade you like an old-school boy
