Oopsie Daisy (Telephone Man) / Other Half

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Infinite Monkey Theorem

The infinite monkey theorem states that a monkey hitting keys at random on a typewriter keyboard for an infinite amount of time will almost surely type any given text, including the complete works of William Shakespeare. In fact, the monkey would almost surely type every possible finite text an infinite number of times. The theorem can be generalized to state that any sequence of events which has a non-zero probability of happening will almost certainly eventually occur, given unlimited time. In this context, "almost surely" is a mathematical term meaning the event happens with probability 1, and the "monkey" is not an actual monkey, but a metaphor for an abstract device that produces an endless random sequence of letters and symbols. Variants of the theorem … more »

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Don't wanna bore you with the chit-or-chat
'Cause I'm not worried 'bout this or that
As your little parts fill up my heart
I got too stuck with you
But before we could be something more
The world had locked another door
As the distance lay, to my dismay, we were back to our square one
I think we met in physics class
It's 'cause of you I didn't pass
But that's alright, 'cause in hindsight
It's just more time with you
But then along came a different girl
And me and her, we did the twirl
But in just a week, my future's bleak
'Cause I ain't have her or you
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number
Hear the click every time
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number
Hear the click every time
I played the game, now I'm out of moves
And you got a man, now I'm mad at you
And that's not fair, but I don't care
I'll bend the rules for you
I used to be a pretty flirty guy
Talk to any girl that pass me by
But that all changed when my love was named to you
Got a back-up plan so I never lose
But I'm always wrong when I'm forced to choose
Need to fix my head, already feel the dread
Of waking up without you
I got both my hands pointed at the sky
And a different plan that I need to try
But I know deep down that I'm just a clown
And nothing's fun with you
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number
Hear the click every time
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number
Hear the click every time
Look what time it is
Look what time it is
Time for my baby to
Come over to my crib
See me in my birthday suit
Want you to give me that gratitude
And Imma act mad at you
Want you to give me that attitude
Show me your colors
Streak throughout the night
There's love all around us
So don't try and fight
Just pull down the curtains
And dim the lights
So pack up your black brush
Because your hair's getting fucked up
Tonight, tonight
Cancel all your plans, girl, for tonight, tonight
I'm getting lost in your brown eyes tonight, tonight
Drive me crazy
Hate me
Memory is hazy
It's just nerves, got me weak
How you swept me off my feet
Plead my case, hear me out
I don't wanna hear you shout
Evening's hard, please take hold
Apologize if I'm being bold
Tongue tied, turned around
Hate the way our love language sound
Paint me a picture of our future home
The walls can be yellow, and the kitchen two-tone
A cute little bedroom, and a room for the kids
This all could be our life, I promise you this
Tonight, tonight
Cancel all your plans, girl, for tonight, tonight
I'm getting lost in your brown eyes tonight, tonight
Drive me crazy
Hate me
Memory is hazy

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