Get Ya Twin pack of Harp music spread _
She was the sweet punch
The twin devil punches what's love got to do with this.
I am a Miss, not a Mrs. What's his gets to be hers
His Juicy words of a "L" hunch stay out I got ya
Witch eye of the sparrow beware
Strawberry Grunge Butterfly U-Got my blessing
𝕯𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖑𝖊𝖒 Get Ya muscles ready to wrestle some tiger ladies
Big problem dysfunctional curse demon malware
I said in a flower voice no problem.
I'm not going to hide when I see you on my side but a mask is fine
His singing mouth of jam she wiped
But he spread more on her mouth so glossy
Like a Carnival spook ride went more Goth
How she could see his face to be read.
He was arguing with her
Strawberry punch went up a notch her black eye Oh La La
Like he baked her Get Ya later Your the orange sucker
The wedding of a Glitch Just light my match
That dark Grunge eyes he pulled at her pockets
To Vamp her like a Witch
I found her like a cool whip That hard metal Grunge locket
We both flew Strawberry jamming
Way up in his Deep Red rocket gaming all hot devil flaming
That short circuit hit them she looked just like a doll and froze
Got Ya blown away but they became reincarnated
Another Doom's day, not a white snow wedding Please we need a dark Knight
into a Pumpkin field, he picked her up.
With his fiery eyes behind the shield.
She was still holding his Strawberry punch mocktail This was a fairytale The End