Lyrics:
you got a lot in your bag
You don't have manners as a matter of fact
So tell me
Do I look QUIZZICAL to you
Does my QUIZZICAL comе
From physical
think very deeply and I hold very dearly from the start
So why do you still love me hu oh
So why do you still love me hu oh
Pardon me I'm quizzical
ain't down for no test, but I know it's gon' be quizzical
It's abysmal, run up on you hit you with a pistol
This shit ain't no FX, but I do it for
lyrical far too quizzical, North East bro that everybody knows
Yeah everybody knows it's a wrap, when Porterman rap on the telly and shows
Old news cos
still love me)
Da La D Da Da (so why do you still love me)
Pardon me I'm quizzical Pardon me I'm quizzical
Pardon me I'm quizzical Pardon me I'm quizzical
Fun and quizzical, short and lyrical
This is the song that Paul McCartney
Gave to me in a dream
Light and loveable, sweet and beautiful
Can't get
to undissembled shrugging
And the quizzical expression on the face
Of any random soul that I opt to confide in
But it will hardly make me change my own ways
No no
critical been moving so fast physical so high off the meds clinical they keep tryna test me quizzical they know they cant see me invisible they know im
I sighed and reminded of his lips
I'm confused and quizzical
Funny don'tcha know
I just wan get physical
Let me tell ya how
Do me good, I'll tell
Typical, traditional, predictable
I'm not looking for the
Digital, fictional, conditional
I'm not looking for the
Critical, cynical, quizzical
It's
I sighed and reminded of his lips
I'm confused and quizzical
Funny don'tcha know
I just wan get physical
Let me tell ya how
Do me good, I'll tell you
had at long last begun
to show strength that I hide
and that chin, jutting out,
critical 'neath a quizzical stare;
defying fear, destroying doubt.
time
Joan was quizzical, studied pataphysical
Science in the home
Late nights all alone with a test tube
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Maxwell Edison, majoring in
Joan was quizzical, studied pataphysical
Science in the home
Late nights all alone with a test tube
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Maxwell Edison, majoring in
to pieces when I should have shouted and screamed instead
So sorry, I said
Your powers of persuasion, those quizzical eyes
Have tired and tied me with
joint 2 joint
(Sex me) Uh, yeah (safe), joint 2 joint
(Sex me) Uh, yeah
Before I melt the wax to quizzical
Let me just say that you are physically
said oh oh oh
Shut up and dance with me
We were victims of the night
The quizzical, mystical, kryptonite
That helped us through the phase
to pieces when I should have shouted and screamed instead
So sorry, I said
Your powers of persuasion, those quizzical eyes
Have tired and tied me with
Joan was quizzical; studied pataphysical
Science in the home.
Late nights all alone with a test tube.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Maxwell Edison, majoring
Joan was quizzical; studied pataphysical
Science in the home.
Late nights all alone with a test tube.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Maxwell Edison, majoring
Joan was quizzical; studied pataphysical
Science in the home.
Late nights all alone with a test tube.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Maxwell Edison, majoring
Joan was quizzical; studied pataphysical
Science in the home.
Late nights all alone with a test tube.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Maxwell Edison, majoring
the couple of Saturdays
I moved in runnin' from tragedies and boozing
Seven hundred years since I came here
You appear, same hair, same quizzical stare
I
the couple of Saturdays
I moved in runnin' from tragedies and boozing
Seven hundred years since I came here
You appear, same hair, same quizzical stare
I
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