Cute Thing (Explicit)

I got so f**king romantic

I apologize

Lemme light your cigarette

Come visit Kansas for a week of debauchery

Songs and high fives and weird sex

Cute thing

Don't be rude thing

Hot thing

It was nothing

God

Give me Frank Ocean's voice

And James Brown's stage presence

I will be your rock

God when you're rolling the dice

I got so f**king romantic

I apologize

Lemme smoke your w**d no wait

Healthy minds make sexy bodies

Let us touch so much of ourselves together

Cute thing

Don't be rude thing

Hot thing

It was nothing

Dog

Give me one little chance

I can make you a man

I will be your rock

Dog when you're rolling your eyes

He died in an explosion

Of mixed media and poorly written reviews

And some stammering drunk who tried to tell him how good his s**t was

That is some good sh*t man

I accidentally spoke your first name aloud

Trying to make it fit in the lyrics of Ana Ng

Worked like a charm

We're getting old

When will we walk in each other's majestic presence

Listen hear my words

They're the ones you would think I would say if I was John Linnell

Or trying to be John Linnell

I am love

I am love

I would sleep naked

Next to you naked

I am love

I am love

I would sleep naked

Next to you naked

I am love

I am love

Like some excommunicated priest

Casting demons

Asked one what its name was