Single Cell Ego

Her ego
Weighs about a metric ton
And makes her really self conscious
I don’t wanna
My chivalry is being held hostage
The funeral car is packed
But I have general admission
It’s a pit full of thin air
I need to see a medical physician
But I can’t afford the medicare
So I die in your arms
Wrong
Falsehood (love)
Skin Talk (beauty)
Hair dye (yeah)
Liposuction (bake sales)
Vivicone
She had
A single cell ego
In the form
Of a libido
Which was like that of
A single (? del gringo?)
The door to her heart
Has a big enough key hole
During screwing
She would need to get her hair pulled
She’d snarl and growl
As if she was a werewolf
Oh I used to
Be
She’d even let me hit
On the hood of her car
She could lure
Any men into a zoom
And make them think there’s a water fountain
In the middle of a sand dune
To get her you forget everything
Even if you were the last
She’d usually fuck with
Mated with the state of masochism
Beautiful siren
You would have to find the bridesmaid
'Cause we have
A different family that I’ve made
From a hole a different protoplasm
All these women
Have multiple orgasms on their back bone
I’m a Pegasus horseback rider verse
A product endorsed black spider my whore
Moon stay course and trap driver she’ll have
Me for main course and appetizer when
I propose they don’t want me back
That’s why I befriend hoes and scrawny rats
Don’t touch me I’m a hypochondriac
Um, could you pick up my dry clothes from the laundromat
I don’t drive over in my Pontiac so you’ll burn body fat
Trying to catch me
My love for her was a neurosurgeon cut up a brains frontal lobe and turning my
sensibilities
Into a disgruntled toad only one of us calm enough to hold
And in my humble abode a women says she’ll put it up
She expected me to wait on her one hand and foot
And would it take into account all the monuments
So I thought did I want to be in love
Or did I want to invent
With one I’d have an expressional outlet
With the other I’m just a sexual house pet