15 April 2012
Sushi, nachos and toffee pudding will never ever be the same again.
A glass of white goes down so sugary smooth.
With you, with you, with you around,
My inner epicure and cravings abound!
I guess this must be romance,
The kind of shit they tell me about.
Chicken Ceasar, coke and chocolate chip cookies were never a combination till you came.
With you, with you, with you by my side,
My tummy goes for a joyride.
You see, you see, you see?
For you, for you, for you,
I'm so hungry for you.
This really looks like cupid's fault,
They warn us about that little gay douche.
So don't starve me,
You know how a hungry bear can be!
Eat Love And Gibberish • Opuss № I