Take my free love, baby
and swirl it with peanut butter
and chocolate,
put it in the city
with the red green
stop and go
where the music is pumpin’.
cuz I rock hard at night
and I’m not shy underground.

But the mountains are sweet
chocolate covered pretzels
rollin’ up in my back
and coming out in a
blue star with a black outline.
Beat a tattoo,
read the funnies outloud.
Shake a shimmy,
throw it on the fire,
cuz that word just ain’t allowed here.

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