lighten up, morrissey
Singer:sparks
'cause my intellect's paper thin
since my intellect's not like him
she won't hang out with me
'til my biting wit bites like his
she won't hang out with me
'til my quick retort's quick as his
she won't have sex with me
'less it's done with a pseudonym
she won't do sport with me
i got comparisons coming out my ears
and she never can hit the pause
if only morrissey weren't so morrisseyesque
she might overlook all my flaws
she won't dine out with me
says my t-bone steak is at fault
she won't dine out with me