I find it rather fitting that our mate is babysitting
And you and I are flitting to the stars
That's why this rhyme I'm spitting from the armchair I am sitting
And later we'll be propping up local bars
I find it very fitting that your skirt rides up when sitting
And when climbing in and out of seats in cars
That's why feathers I am spitting at the blokes I know are hitting
On you while you drink in local bars
That's why this rhyme I'm spitting at the blokes I know are hitting
On you while you queue for drinks in bars
As the taxi fare you're splitting with no regard for how you're sitting
With the guys that look and dress like movie stars
There's no comfort in the fitting and these guys I feel like hitting
But I know I'll do time behind iron bars
So this brick that I am shitting makes me feel awkward when I'm sitting
But I'd still like their eyeballs in glass jars
Now the top that is tight fitting and the way you pout when sitting
Send my pulse hitting the planet Mars
And so I find it rather fitting that our mate is babysitting
And on you I'll be hitting in local bars...
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