Add the bass y´all
Add the trumpet y´all
Dooo ooohhh
Well I´m a five on a good day,
Six I got plenty of things I need to fix
A bigger chest and dimples in my face
With those I could be pushin´ seven or eight
Guitar in hand add a point to my score
No car slide me down to a four
Six feet with a pair of blue eyes
Brings me back up to a five
Greater than less than equal to
We´re making this way to mathematical
The value of personality seems to be dead
All walkin´ around with numbered halo´s on our heads, well
Threes want fours and fours want fives
Eights think nines have much better lives
And it´s a reasonable question to ask
I guess it´s all how ya doing the math
And I can sit and I can lie to you
And say this somethin´ that I don´t do
But I´m another number crunchin´ fool,
Who´s calculators´ way overused
Greater than less than equal to
You´re making this way to mathematical
The value of personality seems to be dead
All walkin´ around with numbered halo´s on our heads
And I´m thinking
Just one time I wish I could have a nine
She´d be hot and she´d be mine just one time
But for every nine there´s a two
Starting back at you,
Wishing you would do what you wanted the nine to
Heeey heeeeyyy
Noooo noooo
90% of the mental judicial system is based solely on superficial intuition
To me that seems a bit strange
Only talk to people who we think we might be kissin´
That´s a lot of ideas to be dismissing
We leave it to humans to choose the criteria we can´t change
It doesn´t make sense, no doesn´t make sense, doesn´t make sense
For the numbers to be where we are concentrating
In my minor sense I condense in my minor sense
Asymetrical interactions
Simply evaporating I´m a five on a good day six
Got plenty of things need to fix
I need a formula or some sort of plan to try to focus on the soda not the can
Doo Oooohhhh