I can't see why you do not belong to me.
I'm trying real hard not to think;
I try to drink the Kool-Aid that you sell,
Despite the fact it really smells, I still intone
Your rap on the rapture, and I say I love Nome.

Sarah, what've I got to do
To be paramour of you?
For your smile, I push your wrong point of view.

I don't think. . .try to lobotomize my mind
And try to fire on los lobos
From a craft that flies,
Still you can't see
That I want the two of us to make a home,
But you rebuff my attempts to play along.
(Won't you play along with me?)

Sarah, what've I got to do
To be paramour of you?
Love your smile and that lipstick's lovely hue.

(Baying-dog solo)

Well now,
I've done everything I can to live your way,
Like join neo-Confederates;
My favorite color's gray.
2K BC
Is when the lord gave life to earth, magically,
But He gave life to Charles Darwin, tragically.
Despite all, you ain't fell for me.

Sarah, what've I got to do
To be paramour of you?
You won't smile on me; my wink you eschew
(And I drink for you).

Yeah, now
Sarah, what've I got to do
To be paramour of you?
I'd walk miles for a camel. . .
Then I'd shoot!!!
(They are ungulates too.)

Falling for your luscious pouting moue,
Falling, yet I'm without love from you,
Don't know what I'm gonna do. If veep. . .
Balling? I could mount and dog-love you.