(by Sasha)
There are sea-shells in my money
sea-shells in my money
Help me
Help me
There are sea-shells in my money
Hell is living in my pants
I swear with all the best curse words
Hell is living in my pants
I ate all my twenty dollar bills
They smelt like lobster
And tasted like sea-shells
Heaven is knotted in my hair
It's stuck in between frizzy curls
Heaven is knotted in my hair
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