Of Montreal

Thinks About Eating The Soap
If you want to be a good monster, don't swallow mine It's all fine and dandy, this low betrayal, oh You found friends to agree and understand If you want to be a good monster, don't bother Mix bag, grab bag, pop the question Have a ball runnin' wild between your spaghetti legs Mix bag, grab bag, dirty pots You'd best believe my love could fix the faucet You are a locked window, I can see in but can't get in Locked in your room, until you've learned your lesson I am a gift, which you refuse to open If you want to be a good monster, open me Mix bag, grab bag, pop the question Have a ball runnin' wild between your spaghetti legs Mix bag, grab bag, dirty pots You'd best believe my love could fix the faucet Mix bag, grab bag, pop the question Have a ball runnin' wild between your spaghetti legs Mix bag, grab bag, dirty pots You'd best believe my love could fix the faucet Chasing after honey, bet you found something Why name me what I want if I am a gift Just waiting to be opened, coming out of my shell If I am a gift, why don't you open Me? Aus Songtexte Mania