Hey, you there, yeah you, c'mon, talk to me
maybe we can share a few moments, nothing too serious,
maybe you n me, maybe you n me could turn out to be th right recipe
but if we're not i still guarantee you time well spent.
And all the rest is just some fucked up dup-dup-duppy ghost love stuff,
i don't believe that fairy tale no more...
Just the real shit, gimme the good shit, just the right fit, that's all.
And the leaves, yeah the leaves don't fall down for you,
if the birds fly away that's just what they do, if the world if the world
that we're rushing through crushes this little biz, that's just the way it is
the way it is, it's nothing personal.
What's yours like? Is yours like an angel who scorches you
till the daylight sings you lullabies to close yr weary eyes,
it's alright, it's all right there, it can still come true,
yo, starbright, but if it don't i still guarantee you time well spent.
And all the rest etc.... it's nothing personal.