The Chair - The 69 Eyes

When I sit here, in this chair All you want, to sit and stare Taking pictures, here and there Just to make it, that's a dare When they see you, you a thot But the bars, who woulda thought? Cuz you got a body and a brain Your lips make Mila, go insane Go make them crowds, cheer your name With flows from every, other, state I'm on my way, from outter space, I'm in a rush, to get to Chase When you're counting, Watch your pace Make your moves here, in cyberspace Hit this shit, till you get stopped Buzzer beating, racing clocks Jimmy Neutron, type "Blast Off" Buckle up, I ain't your mom If you float, well that's your prob Ankles broke? Well get a job Bone collect, Jurassic Mob Make him cry cry, call his mom Fighting for a Billie, won't stop at a Millie Sure wish I'm paid, like Penny from, the Theory Left lane freeway, NJ leeway 6th gear driving, on the Parkway Troopers watching, looking my way Radar guns, shooting down fun I'm blasted back, to the War of Stars Made a Big Bang, keep the cha-Chang Paying hundreds, 6 piece Nuggets Making buckets, in my sauces Like the Joker, spin then drop them Nothings off limits If, it's on this Earth I'm living but not, from this Earth I ain't from Mars, boy I got bars Attached like ladders, to the stars I'm in this orbit, but I'm free You're floating, right next to me A vision of, ecstasy Boy look at this, figurine Call me wifey, not your trophy I ain't diggin, for that money Fantasizing, about icing Shine bright like, Edward Cullen Soul real bright, like Cardi's diamond Emerald City, cheek bones glowing Kryptonite, can't even stop me Saving you, from yourself, watch me We in this bitch, like fries, in the abyss As soon as you, summon me Try to call me, cups on a string Or with a lightbeam, anywhere can see To save, the music industry Cuz I am one, who's free Outsiders even, welcome me I don't just talk about, money Or how all girls, all taste like honey Not like barbecue, I'm telling you No kisses if ur respirating, taste like spices Lick your lips, they look dried good Don't wet the blunt, don't kill the mood

We had not long set sail When a gust of a gale Whisked my poor deck chair away Into the brine, this blusterous swine Stole something precious from me that day What will I sit on Now that my chair's gone? Where will I rest my behind? Who will cradle me Through the stormy seas of life And of time? (La vie, le temps, la mort) ooh, my old deck chair (Qui te bercera?) Well, my deck chair (J'appartiens à Poseidon) ooh, my deck chair (Le vent est ton tempérament) (Mon amour) I stand here alone For I have not a throne Surveying the swell for a sign The seat I relied on Belongs to Poseidon She is Neptune's, not mine

Well, excuse me, but I think you've got my chair No, that one's not taken, I don't mind if you sit here I'll be glad to share Yeah, it's usually packed here on Friday nights Oh, if you don't mind, could I talk you out of a light? Well, thank you, could I drink you a buy? Oh, listen to me, what I mean is, can I buy you a drink? Anything you please Oh, you're welcome, well, I don't think I caught your name Are you waiting for someone to meet you here? Well, that makes two of us, glad you came No, I don't know the name of the band But they're good, aren't they? Would you like to dance? Yeah, I like this song too, it reminds me of you and me, baby Do you think there's a chance that later on I could drive you home? No, I don't mind at all Oh, I like you too, and to tell you the truth That wasn't my chair after all Oh, I like you too, and to tell you the truth That wasn't my chair after all