Seven doors, Seven-Eleven
Seven Chipmunks twirling on a branch
Eating lots of sunflowers on my uncle's ranch.
You know that old children's tale from the sea.
Like your dreaming of gorgonzola cheese when its clearly brie time baby.
Step into my office, cause you'ref****** fired
Edited by Flintstone Cicarelli, 10 June 2009 - 08:17 AM.