a little note from your passanger, sir!

i found him under a tree with his comedian smile
and bet that he's the broken home child
a bag of bones, dusky skin with a big size hip hop jeans.. oh, what a terrible kid!
do the shake ass dance with a glass of beer on his hand
never mind what the other whispering, try to discover his own delight
which brings me around to your queer surprises world

he's the pilot that take me fly to the seventh heaven
nothing twist his mind, grateful is the only word

i love him when he's grab the tambourine and act like liam
wish that his mom gave 'gallagher' into his last name
falling star for a boy with a million dreams
If all your wishes in the world come true
you'd be as lucky as paris

yes, you are the burger monster
yes, you are the aluminium eater
yes, you are the scooter rider
yes, you are my only lover

i adore you more than i adore my old brown shoes
and heaven knows i feel love like the burning sun