Rupert!

If I weren't a better man
I swear that I'd let you destroy me
I'm troubled

Can't sit this close to you
Idly
Need to kiss those pretty hands
Ugh
I'm troubled
I'm,I'm,I'm

So sick dude
Must feel so good
To be you right now

Why won't you leave me alone?

If I weren't a better man
I Swear that I'd just let you use me
I'm troubled
You devil, here, take my soul
Finally, tell me where I should put these hands

Ugh
I want it
I, I, I

So sick dude
Must feel so good
To be you right now

At what point Is it a sprain?
The floor hangs over my head
Can somebody please cue the laugh track?
Rupert! Rupert! Rupert!
Rupert! Get back here Rupert!



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Writer(s): Avinoam Henig, Eva Smittle, Akiva Henig, Layla Passman, Maxwell Bush
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