Yo, yeah girl
Can you hear that? It's playing our song
Are you sleepy? Take a nap
You're not afraid of the dark? Are you?
You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep
I knock on Dakota's door, its locked so I go to creep
'Round the back, with binoculars, not cause I wanna peep
But because I'm hungry, she smells like tacos I wanna eat
Visions of hot chocolaty marshmallows, all so sweet
With sugar plums, oh look, here comes Marshall, he's on your street
He's placing hot, smoldering charcoals beneath your feet
Now walk on 'em, he's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek
Like a Thanksgiving turkey, a holiday ham
Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam
Flavor my favorite graham crackers with JonBen
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