To Doop

Don't let your heart get to your boots, sour puss sister
Take a walk under the juice, kick a few dumpsters
Fussing and spitting ain't worth good kicking
When you're tired of coping, go pony riding

Better yet, seduce your kite instructor
With a little bit of luck, he comes from Equator
Cruising and surfing 'round the whole world daughter
Dream of ya life be two times brighter

It may be crowded out here, but I don't hear no sound but my own
It may be pouring out here, but every falling drop of sky is my own

Enthusiastic, passionated red-head sailor
Former argentines female bartender cow
Business school just wasn't cool, so you dropped out of class
Indiana Jones ain't but a fool, next to you ginger badass
Private pilot, Spanish fluent, smelly scarlet
Cinder monster bake me dinner onion garlic
No, no, no don't shoot or shout, you know I didn't mean it
Let's go, go, go to the garden where we can bake our lungs trout

It may be crowded out here, but I don't hear no sound but my own
It may be pouring out here, but every falling drop of sky is my own

If ever harm comes to your loot sugar puss sister
Won't you sing along this tune, make you feel better
Just in case you didn't know, baby girl, I love you so
Whenever spirits get too low, hop into my cookie dough

Peanut butter jelly on my nose
You got soaked from head to toes
Mexican burritos daily dose
Salsa dripping on your clothes-clothes, clothes-clothes

There ain't a thing in the world, a single harpy or turd
Able to ruin or blur, today is your day, my girl
Let it sing out your fur, a flock a jolie Z birds
There ain't a thing in the world

It may be crowded out here, but I don't hear no sound but my own
It may be pouring out here, but every falling drop of sky is my own

There ain't a thing in the world that'll shoot my dorphins, no, I'm high on my throne, no
Them harpies and turds won't have their way with me stoned on ozone, no