Fuzzy Freaky (DJ Food Remix) - David Byrne
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Fuzzy Freaky (DJ Food Remix) Lyrics
Rose is tattooed in the perfect place
She bears the burden of a perfect face
The Monkey Boy
The Leopard Girl
The strange is also beautifulIt's summertime and the grass is high
Fuzzy freaky, funny family-It's my body and I'll eat it too
To do whatever touches you
My body speaks
My tongue cannot
My belly rumbles but the words are stuck (so come out-)It's summertime and the weeds are high
Fuzzy freaky, funny familyAll amplified, She's scandalized, I'm changin' size
(Who was it?, Jump on it!)
He's talkin' trash, an' he can't get back, he's built to last
(Inspired! Desired!)
I'm walkin' low, My grass has grown, an' I won't stay down
(Excited! Delighted!)It's summertime and the grass is high
Fuzzy wuzzy, freaky familyI'm awfully cute, I'm awfully cold
I'm sometimes rich and I'm sometimes po'
A butterfly when I graduate
You'll have to stop me if I get too bigIt's summertime and the weeds are high
Fuzzy freaky, funny familyHe's in reverse, He'll kiss himself in perfect health
(Inflated! X-Rated!)
I smell you now,
A haunted house, n' a squeaky sound
(Inspired! Desired!)
An' I'm wide enough, I'm almost grown, I won't stay down
(Somebody! Somebody!)
Songwriters
FOSSATI, DANIELE/BYRNE, DAVID/DE ANDRE', CRISTIANOPublished by
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