Regina Spektor - Aching To Pupate
Aching To Pupate Aching To Pup-p-p-pate [repeats 4x] Pu-pupate, Pu Pate, Pu-pate, Pu-pupate, Pu Pa-ate... I Should Peddle Butterflies There`s A Shortage In The City, I`ll Stand On The Street Corner All Myserious And Giddy, When The Passers By Pass By I Will Open Up My Trenchcoat, They Will See The Butterflies Dangling Like Fake Rolexes... Every Morning I Wake Up With A Purpose And A Smirk I`ll Put On My Fake Moustache I`ll Drink Heineken Eat Cornflakes... Then I`ll Call My Mum And Dad Tell Them That I`m Doing Fine, Or I`ll Write A Tipsy Letter To A Real Good Friend Of Mine, Or I`ll Jump Upon The Bed Waltzing Madly With The Broomstick But Before I Leave The House I Will Paint My Lips With Lipstick... But Peddling Is A Dirty Sport There`s Competition In The City, Everyone Is On A Street Corner All Mysterious And Giddy. Some Are Selling Bags And Shoes, Some Are Selling Books And Gold, I`ve Been Standing Here For Days Not One Butterfly`s Been Sold... And How I`m Aching To Pupate Aching To Pup-p-p-pate [repeats 4x] Pu-pu-pate, Pupate, Pupate, Pu-pu-pate, Pu Pa-ate.
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