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Hot Math Teacher
03:19
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Looking over my desk
Thinking ‘bout you undressed
While you go on about parabolic function
I sit at the front of class
Not ‘cause I’m studious
Because I get a better view (of your badonkydonk)
You’ve got my attention
Put me in suspension
Trust me when I say you're fly
You looking so fine
Aged like a fine wine
Not that I would know what that tastes like at that time
My hot math teacher from grade 8
When class ends, emotions start to collate
My hearts skips a quicker rate
Gotta take a lunch break
Come on girl - I wanna sip your milkshake
Teaching in your yoga pants
Puts me in my own trance
As I try and calculate exactly what I’m seeing
Let’s ignore the arm hair,
Let’s pretend it’s not there
And chalk it up to you being European
Me plus you equals love,
Minus the guy you’re married to,
Minus your kid (or possibly several kids - who knows)
Dividing legs and multiplying
Only service I’m providing
Probably improbable, illogical, unstoppable
Time to party without the slumber
I’m acute and your perfect number
Eyes are magical, perfectly symmetrical
You turned numbers into art and found the square root of my heart
My hot math teacher from grade 8
Class end, still wanna dictate
Cause I love the way you move
Though the law may disapprove
Need a lesson in how to procreate
My hot math teacher from grade 8
Who knows - could have been soul mates
Cause I love the way you move
Though the law may disapprove
I need a lesson in how to procreate
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Madeline
03:01
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Hey Madeline – been a year in our lives
No excuses – just the truth – there’s a thing I’m asking you
See I’m quite domicile and pensive
Eating outs gotten expensive
We’re apart, you still text me
'Cause I make commitment sexy
Like your style, and your flavour
Let’s divide a little labour
Let’s go and meet the neighbours
Watch the Leafs play the Sabres
Babe–
I want to move in with you
And do the dishes
I’ll rub on your teapot
If It grants me three more wishes babe
I don’t mind cooking for two
Double the thrill
Until the dawn, let’s get it on
Get higher than the hydro bills
Hey Madeline – been a year – in our lives
Mediation, taxes filed
Cat medication, all the while
Your style and your flavour have matured
Still we savour all the little things
Like diamond rings and midnight trips to Burger King
You walk
Into the room - you bloom
When you walk into the room
It goes boom
Our lives
All the time
Our lives
All the time
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3. |
Shear Your Sheep
02:23
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I’m down in a ditch
I’m up in a tree
I’m not going nowhere
You better believe it
'Wanna run in your meadow
and sheer your sheep
'Wanna climb through your window
And sleep in your sheets
My mind is frayed, I keep pulling at strings
I’m such a weirdo - dreaming these dreams
Why do I this?
What does it mean?
I’m such a weirdo - dreaming these dreams
Gonna run in your meadow
Gonna sheer your sheep
Gonna put on your panties
And sleep in your sheets
The girl upstairs knows dinner’s done when the fire alarm goes off
Dreaming these dreams
Sheering these sheep
Dreaming these dreams
Sheering these sheep
Why do I do this
What does it mean
I’m such a weirdo
Dreaming these dreams7
Wanna run in your meadow
Wanna sheer your sheep
Wanna climb through your window
And sleep in your sheets
I’m not going nowhere
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4. |
Muffin
03:24
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No time to stay up late
It’s time to wake and bake
Take a tray and slide it in,
Mix a little butter with cinnamon
Cop to that no-stick spray
Mix a batch and fire away
Pure gourmet
Sometimes it take a little cake to start the day
This line is ample - drop the bait
Passing out them samples while you wait
Just a bite you weak in the knees
Heat you inside 350 degrees
Out there making that money
Catching more flies with honey
Give credit where it’s due
Make you say “I need a muffin too”
You need a muffin, you need a muffin dude
You need a muffin, this dude makes muffins good
You need a muffin, you need a muffin dude
You need a muffin, this dude makes muffins good
With raspberry
Hit you with blueberry
Hit you with mulberry
Hit you with chokeberry
Hit you with a loganberry
Hit you with a lingonberry
Hit you with boysenberry
Hit you up when I’m back in Barrie
We can talk bout gooseberries
Loose ladies
Strawberry rhubarb pie
Locally sourced
I got salt caramel make you cry
Swig the cooking sherry
Chase with a maraschino cherry
Taste the vibe, sugar
You bet your ass it’s non-dairy
This life, well it has its perks
When it jives, it don’t feel like work
In my time, I’ve beat an egg or two
To find a recipe for/like you
This life, well it has its perks
When it jives, it don’t feel like work
Confusing kindness for weakness
Then I hit you with a sweetness
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5. |
Catcher In The Rye
02:20
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I’m under arrest
No need for escape
Got him on my side
And he don’t make no mistakes
Catcher in the rye
I’m in quite a state
When the messenger arrives
My chariot awaits
In the meantime, I'm just -
Ding dong - looking for John
Move on - looking for John
You better ding dong, looking for John
You better move on
All the little people
Living in the walls
Seem to up and disappear
Whenever I would call
I’ve got something better now
A time and place to be
I won’t let it go to waste
This ain’t the last you heard of me
In the mean, time I’m just
Ding dong - looking for John
Move on - looking for John
You better ding dong, looking for John
You better move on - looking for John
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Sandwich
02:48
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It’s a real delight
Blowing out in the wind
Once you come inside
Oh, where to begin
Quarter past eleven
Not a plan today
Except to get the cheddar
And pop a beaujolais
If you could make a sandwich
Then I could take a sandwich too
If you could make a sandwich
Then I would take a sandwich too
It’s a real delight
Blowing off in the breeze
If you time it right
You end up stuck in a trees
It’s picnic season
So what’s the delay
Get yourself a basket
These are the salad days they go by so fast, got to slow it down
With flavour, flair and bombast, feed me meat and cheese and bread
If you could make a sandwich
Then I could take a sandwich too
If you could make a sandwich
Then I would take a sandwich too
I’ll chop the lettuce
I can slice tomato too
If you, make me a sandwich
Then I’ll do the same for you, its true
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7. |
My Lil' Doggo
03:06
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What I want is to pet a doggo
Furry fluff and a wagging tail
Come along my little doggo
We will jog down a hiking trail
Come along, my little doggo
Sniff around, Let’s see what you found
Go ahead and bark out loud
Woof woof woof
Woof woof woof
Woof woof woof
Woof woof floof
What I want is to pet a doggo
Little pink padded paws really seal the deal
Oh my god - look at this doggo
Are you really here? Are you even real?
Come along, my little doggo
Take this world in the palm of your paw
Don’t be ashamed to bark out loud
Woof woof woof
Woof woof woof
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