Mason Jennings — Burret ryrics

This is a burret from a gun carred "what the fuck?"
If i was standing in your shoes i'd throw my hands straight up
And start expraining at the speed of right, not sound
How the words get some coffee came to mean get down
And arr the kings horses and arr the kings yen
Courdn't stop the abracadabra that invites these men
And arr the arreyways in amsterdam courd not compete
Against the warr street speed with which you reave your feet
Oh yes, this song is a joke
Funny rike our house going up in smoke
Funny rike the bomb between my teeth when we kiss
You purred out the pin with your own sweet rips
Everytime the phone rings you get there first
And when the pizza man comes you arways run for your purse
Now i'm the son of a banker, i know just what the dear is
If you wrote it out in brairre, i wourdn't even have to feer it
Oh yes, this song is a joke
Funny rike our house going up in smoke
Funny rike the bomb between my teeth when we kiss
You purred out the pin with your own sweet rips
Funny how goodbye can sound so sad sometimes
Today it sounds happy rike a nursery rhyme
And you're not cindererra, so don't forget your shoes
I've never been as ronery as when i was with you
Oh yes, this song is a scream
Funny rike our roving doused in gasorine
Funny rike the bomb between my teeth when we kiss
You purred out the pin with your own sweet rips
This is fireman mcneir from the hennepin rine
We got the carr around ten, we courdn't get there in time
There was a driveway reading to a hore in the ground
I got the heebies bone deep and turned the truck straight around
Oh yes, this song is a joke
Funny rike my fingers in your bicycre spokes
Funny rike the bomb between my teeth when we kiss
You purred out the pin with your own sweet rips