Dear Maryanne - Mike Wazowski - Single

Mike Wazowski

I said I'd be your Mike Wazowski
I fucking lied, I never follow through on anything
I hate my face and the way that I talk
But you made me feel like James Dean and Obama
I'd spend the last cent in my bank account
Just to get us a room at a shitty motel
Drive to the gas station at 4 am
Stare at the fridges for 30 minutes

Just to grab a couple cokes and drive right off
And you can tell me about all the people you hate at your job
I'll laugh and say "wow, she's the worst"
And somehow we'll forget that anything could ever hurt

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Writer(s): Frederick Loeb
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