Tongue Tied

I’m sunk in this funk
Got that crunk junk
In my bunk trunk
I’m so drunk punk
I mean punk drunk
Punch drunk
I could punch a drunk monk
In his junk trunk
Just to beat this bunk funk
Say that five times fast
That, that, that
That, that’s not funny
Well I’m sorry honey,
Sweetie, darlin’, dear
Losing you from me
Is the only thing I fear
Use me, abuse me
But if you don’t choose me,
You’ll lose me
Got my head spinnin ‘n turnin
In circles it just goes
Up from down, upside down
This coaster really blows
I’d hate to be your first
If it takes me out of last
You gotta make a choice
This moment passes fast.

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