Gary کے بول

I have seen the art Of my stupid counterpart The proportion's wrong Every line unsure The erased marks like a sore Thumb swelling and cumbersome Still, the prints get made Though I really wanna say That I've got her beat; I never speak When a playdate ends Do you call your other friends Or do you go home? Do you lock your door? Do you lay down on your carpet Counting threads 'til you get to one? Once you've sat with kids It's so hard to leave their table for the kids full grown And my, I've grown Some very big teeth They're not even full grown They're not even full Once you've sat with kids It's so hard to leave their table for the kids full grown And my, I've grown Some very big teeth