Only clowns would play with those balloons
What d’ya wanna look like Barbie for
Dear oh Lord, it’s easy
Roasting, roasting, roasting deed
Mahagony
Titties that live on and on and on and on
Only clowns would play with those balloons
What d’ya wanna look like Barbie for
Dear oh Lord, it’s easy
Only clowns would play with those balloons
Passive when I’m in record
Day and night I’m watching you
Roasting, roasting, roasting deed
Mahagony
Titties that live on and on and on and on
Only clowns would play with those balloons
What d’ya wanna look like Barbie for
Dear oh Lord, it’s easy
I had a nightmare last night that the last half of this song was just Alison screaming and screaming bloody murder at the top of her lungs. Might have to talk to a specialist about that one.
This sounded so beautiful despite the fact that I couldn't understand half the stuff she was saying. But after I read the lyrics, I realized I would have been better off if I hadn't.