My preferred version
Ask me why do philosophy
Ask me what do I feel about you
Forgive me if I say that I haven't got a clue
Ask me why do I dream of you
Ask me why do I still miss you
How I wish I could actually answer you
Is the song written just for you?
That's entirely up to you
As an answer I simply have no clue
With a smile simply divine
Even Dorian Gray resigns
And gigantic (blue) tits are raining down from the sky
Ask me whether I love you
When the answer lies with you
Do you mean just a mention, or is it actual use?
If words are ever enough for you
When your beauty keeps shining through
Even angels start to fight all over you
When the heavens fall down some day
When the angels start falling from the sky
The reason is you and that you can't deny
Believe me that it's still true
When I say that I love you
If only because I am standing right in front of you.
If the heavens do exist, is it in Sydney too?
When your face floats across the Darling harbour sky?
And the song is getting a bit too long
Becoming somewhat random too
Give me one more stanza to finish off the tune
I swear I will always love you
Like when Houston sings her song
And giant pussies start leaping down left and right
And I put that in the song
Just for the simple fact it rhymes
Just so you'll remember me
And the song, in cloud nine
- Above: a blue tit click here for more information
- No actual pussy was harmed in the song
- If you're still thinking dirty, even though is no fault of mine, then I'll give you this:
Now go to your room and be embarrassed. You should be ashamed of yourself for your dirty, dirty thoughts.
