Routines Songtext

You're interrupting
Three cups a day I hear
Just for you, picking out the tightest skirts
No intimacy
Nobody's real touch while you live
But at least you'll die looking good
On tips of tongues, you really detest me
With your hot talk, you really repulse me
Big ape, why don't you sue them?
Big Ape.
I'm giving up and laughing.
You're a big ape.
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