Oh, I wish I was your favourite, your creator is the all seeing Alpha
The dogs who love the drama, mama She's in the kitchen, best believe it
That she's cooking up a real storm for ya Traditional mixture
* Everybody's got their own idea of right and wrong with arms wide open
Everybody's got their own idea of right and wrong the ones who get broken
** I worry that one day you'll go missing And who will notice when you're gone
I better call your father from afar And break the news that you have vanished
Like a star
On account of your behaviour as a savior You're a real life giver, the one who pays a fiver
Lines are in the kitchen, a real mister with that jacket on
The girls all coking, the ones you've been provoking
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I'd love to see you Happy again With a love beside you
A house full of friends But we are what we are
This life has no end And we're breaking apart It's a long road ahead
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