Yeah, I see you;
There, but you’re not
So unreal, huh?
But it isn’t
So cold
So hot
I live at the foot
I do what I want
Last week was the best week of my life
I was a song
Yesterday, I was a racecar
Orbiting the moon
Today, I’m territorial and strange
I think I will dispose of your remains
You’re dead, not even breathin’;
Even the doctor couldn’t fix your little problem
Call him on the telephone, and tell him
Tonight, where you’re sleepin’
There’s always something to eat in my box
Everything I need to know’s in my box
Been around the omniverse with my box
You’re gonna love it in my box
Divorciados divorciados
Divorciados divorciados
Last week was the best time of my life
It felt so wrong
Yesterday, I was a pigeon
Flying around your room
Today, I’m feeling cynical and vain
I think I have to pour you down the drain
There’s always fish to eat in my box
Everyone I’ve ever known’s in my box
I’ve got plans for you in my box
Now you go down into my box
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Cannonball Statman Lyrics – Desayuno: Huevos Divorciados