It Get Be So Swansea

Talk to teeth
Talk to my teeth
They’re whiter than
White, and
I look through that
Tiny gap of yours, and
I want to know more
That perfume makes me sick
But that’s okay
Because when we’re in bed
We’ll wipe it away
Swansea
It get be so Swansea
Eating mussels, staring at your muscles
I feel
Like I’m in Swansea
Orangina
We lie together
Makes me spin
My mind apart
When I see
You with your
Legs apart
I don’t mean dirty, you know
That you are not dirty but I feel dirty
Because you’re so not dirty
Swansea
It get be so Swansea
Eating mussels staring at your muscles
I feel
Like I’m in Swansea
It’s a portacar
Pull it, post it, pull it
I got that postcard
Post it, pull it it, shove it
Shove it up your bum
Puts it and pull it and pose it
Pose the same guitar
I saw it! I saw it! I saw you play it
That was- oh crap
Oh crap, in the sea
Oh my gosh, it’s in the sea
Oh crap I’ve had it incurring
Oh my gosh it’s so crazy
Oh yeah
All of his children
He’s got seventeen
And they don’t like science
They only took up P. E
That’s why I love him
He doesn’t care
He’s got that hair
Oh!
Swansea
It get be so Swansea
Eating mussels staring at your muscles
I feel
Like I’m in Swansea