you remind me of something 
don't know what it is 
you remind me of something 
gotta show me (2)

Don't mean to be greedy
but when i see it i need i mean it I'm needy
and she it i'm sleeping and dreaming she dreamy
straight from the wish of a genie
don't mean to be cheesy unless its on fettuccine 
served with a side of zucchini 

getting distracted what happened 
trippin on acid [bad word] are nasty 
granted shes attractive foods my passion 
hit on by the mass of pricks like a cactus
(the mass of pricks like a cactus)

Whatever im clever
I'm fresher then ever
Can't do any better 
Words drop like their pressure
And float like a feather 
I boast through my letters
Though though you can't measure 
Give props for the effort

you remind me of something 
don't know what it is 
you remind me of something 
gotta show me (2)