I control an awkward soul
And my lines are automatic, automatically drawn. Realizing a multiverse in just one thing. And then I'm automatic, automatically gone.
“'Cause she's got rattlesnake eyes and cinnamin kisses-
Strawberry Jam, that's why they call her Mrs.-
Rattlesnake eyes and cinnamin kisses-
I've been messin' around with a snake on the side-”