Daisies in the field are swaying and the chest is crumpled
With the gray wolf together we will sing a soulful song
Three blondes are standing against the wall with cancer, just like you
Battlefield 3 girl and tanks are driving on the road
We shared an orange, there are many of us, and he is one
Audiocassette when we were little we had a magritaphone we danced with her
We bought for the birthday of the cat now we will take it there