Song 4 You

I'll buy a pair of jeans

A stylish means

A groovy masterpiece

I'll cover them with paper men

And books on ZenRecords shot with darts

Talk your way out of this one

Blah, blah, blahI wrote a song 4 you

I wrote a song 4 youI'll sleep till after three

I'll brush my teeth

I'll wash my feet, I don't feel well

You couldn't tell, I look like hellRecords shot with darts

Talk your way out of this one

Blah, blah, blahI wrote a song 4 you

I wrote a song 4 you

I wrote a song 4 you

I wrote a song 4 youI wrote a song 4 you

I wrote a song 4 you

I wrote a song 4 you

I wrote a song 4 you