You don’t know what you’re talking about
I put them all in my hair
If I were a plant
Of that old person
I put them all in my hair
But I see it
Of that old person
Was there a knock at the door?
But I see it
All of you cry your snot, out with it
Was there a knock at the door?
You must walk around bright with stench.
All of you cry your snot, out with it
If I were a plant
You must walk around bright with stench.
You don’t know what you’re talking about