Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Assuming I'd grow old

KELS O: The tibia, the fibula The left and right ventricle

And, oh, my God, stop telling me When you have nerdy sex

Is there someone here with you?

While we process your results We'll take you back to wait

Everything comes down to poo

Well, I don't see why not

See, regardless of the names I pick My feelings are quite clear

Like what Derek Jeter hit last year Which was.303

Wait, why am I singing?

And will I be alive tomorrow?

Looking at your poo Turk?

When the truth comes out!

So, I'm stuck With all your daydreaming

There's nothing gay about it In our eyes

- Everything comes down to poo - Everything comes down to poo

I'll be there to care through all the lows