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List of Things to Do
You're on my list of things to do
Yes, I think I'm entitled to
At least a legitimate shot at you
You're on my list of things to do
Clean apartment, come to grips
With impending global apocalypse
You are a complicated sum
Deviously extracted from
Weapons-grade plutonium
You are a complicated sum
Locked and loaded, volatile
Effervescent, radioactive smile
Not that I think you're an atom bomb
Everybody please remain calm
It was a metaphor all along
I don't think you're an atom bomb
I have a sense of destiny
Time to kill and a money tree
You have an air of mystery
I have a sense of destiny
Psychic reading, crystal ball
L. Ron is on twenty-four hour call
You're on my list of things to do
But I don't seem to be getting through
Hold my breath til my face turns blue
You're on my list of things to do |
