Pablo Dylan The Finest Somersault
[Verse]
I better get up out this house before my mama kicks it down
Always yellin' about somethin', I don't know what it's about
I should grab my stuff and hit the town
Streetcar, sunset and the silence in the stars
With a thousand valet drivers and a million Italian cars
It's where all the girls when they are bored
To look for fine men with dazzling swords
'Cause it's them awaiting sailors at the port
Then she grabbed me by the shoulder and told me we should leave
Said I talk like Caeser and promised me then
Of such matters, she'll never speak
She jumped in the Uber and I turned on Kanye
Looked like her mind was wasted or she had a mighty long day
She said, "I only like singers who don't write the songs
Please do me a favor and turn on Bieber
He's nothing close to a poet, he's a real singer"
When I woke up in the morning, boy was I pleased
She looked like Scarlett Johansson, in fact she might have been
Then her past dude came, pounding the door
She said that I'm a fool if I don't turn around and run
'Cause he's an American and everybody knows that we love guns
All that she said didn't ease my fears
Oh, I could smell it in the air, the end is near
So I hit my finest somersault and disappeared