Tomorrow may never come for all we know
Barbra sings now on the radio... honesty is lost
for the rest of the day, so what the heck: Friend,
your new haircut looks great, if I were you, I'd send flowers
to your hairdresser, or make one more statue,
the hairdresser's statue, offer beans and mangos..
Pray tell me, btw, is there anything important
in Barry White's musical career? Who gave him
the right to use his porn voice for chill out music?
He's on the radio now. What a dishonest radio!
According to my theory in progress, a dishonest radio
must be hat shaped, placed on the head of Mom's
statue, to which we offer rice and bananas.. What?
I know dear, I'm already forgiven, and so are Barry, Barbra
and you.
