Strange situation, wild occupation,
Livin’ my life like a song.
Coffee is strong at the Cafe Du Monde,
Donuts are too hot to touch,
Just like a fool, when those sweet goodies cool

I eat ’til I eat way too much.
Cause I’m livin’ on things that excite me,

Be they pastry or lobster or love,
I’m just tryin’ to get by bein’ quiet and shy,

In a world full of pushin’ and shove.

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