Calypso sing and make up rhyme/guarantee you one real good fine time/drinking rum and coca cola.

Tell me all the places we could go.

You make me feel like there are songs to be sung, bells to be rung and flings to be flung.

Screaming out the window at the stars.

Dancing in my Christmas pants.

Looking overdressed wearing buckets of stale cologne.

Remember that time I wrote a note to the kid who works at the nickelodeon on a paper towel? I saw him tonight and i told him i was the one who wrote the note....WHO WROTE THE NOTE?? ahhh ICP!!

Full of piss and vinegar.

Back in my house.

Your house has got an empty bed.