Pick me up and take me like a vitamin, 'cause my body's sweet like sugar in the morning, yeah.
Put out the fire, boys, Don't stop, Don't stop; Put out the fire on us.
Bring the buckets by the dozens, Bring your nieces and your cousins; Put out the fire on us.
I'm secretly mid-way between an angry beige and an aggressive nutmeg; but I hide it well. My passive-aggressive tendencies mean people rarely notice.
Ask what you like.
Everything is better with the lights down low
