Like rotten cabbage they’d like to see me in a bag of garbage

I had onion rings but they wouldn’t lettuce be joined in holy matrimony

They say I lack money, to keep her oiled & covered in honey
She says I’m the caffeine in her coffee

She’s the coke in my cola

To listen to them she doesn’t bother

And so I tell her, tea leaves but I’ll stay forever!!


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