From 1996. Guitar, bass, Casio keyboard, crappy mic & 4-track. A song about a term of endearment based off of a frozen summer treat.
Lyrics:
She always seems to find the time,
but she never seems to get in line.
I'm hers, and what's hers is mine,
but I'm always left without a dime.
Some say it's Savoir Faire,
but whatever they say, I really don't care.
Otter Pop Baby you're mine
Baby Otter Pop, girl you look so fine.
Otter Pop Baby, give me the time.
Baby otter Pop, baby you're mine.
An earthbound angel marks her place,
A murderer who leaves no trace.
My heart falls to its knees,
she the forest that's beyond the trees.
I cant stop what I feel,
But you cant really stop what you know is real.
Otter Pop Baby you're mine
Baby Otter Pop, girl you look so fine.
Otter Pop Baby, give me the time.
Baby otter Pop, baby you're mine.
repeat ad nauseum.
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marissa1998 1 year ago