my slime

You’re my slime

My partner in crime

We just blew a day but you’re still on my mind

Let’s go to Paris sometime

Let’s shoot the shit, sip wine, la la la

Fell for the good guy, he don’t trip, we take trips

It’s tight, la la la

Tailor fit, it’s light (tailor fit, it’s light)

Gorilla grip, it’s tight

Got him sweating bricks, tongue-tied

I went and got a new boyfriend

‘Cause the old one got tired

Let’s roll a spliff, get fried

Get your fork and knife

I knew he had an appetite

When he said, “This pussy all mine”

You’re my slime

My partner in crime

We just blew a day but you’re still on my mind

Let’s go to Paris sometime

Let’s go to Paris sometime

Let’s go to Paris sometime

Everyone leave me alone

Everyone’s so disappointing but you

I would rather be with no one

You make me wanna be with someone

You’re my slime

My partner in crime

We just blew a day but you’re still on my mind

Let’s go to Paris sometime

Still on my mind

Let’s go to Paris sometime

Still on my mind, oh

Let’s go to Paris sometime

Let’s shoot the shit, sip wine, la la la

Fell for the good guy, la la la

When I look into your bewildering, beauteous, bounteous, meaning eyes

I’m literally lonesomely lost

In a deary [?] delightful dream

In which your fantasy [?] near me

Like a [?] comprehensive consolation

I propose—I’m proposing, no

Will you be my sweet, smiling, soulful satisfy [?]