by the fires of kremi'lah
you shall be my khashi-dah
i've been in sand for nearly ever
wont you brush my hair and leather?

we'll go on a trip, just you and me
if we get bored, i got this cd

the wind, it whips.
take my milk in sips.

don't mistake my smile for foreplay
evan pritts is in your doorway

i've been here a long time
and a long times been gone by
and i don't know if you're mine
cause you ain't been nigh

got icicles growin on m'lips
drippin down 'nto m'paws
gettin' cold, them drips
drippin' down, yeah.

wont you come by?
give me a little hug?

been waiting nary everyday
evan pritts is in your doorway

goodbye to those days gone by
when you and i would often fly
to the moon and too the stars above
oh man was i truly in love

but gone are those times of reverie
and now we must face reality
the facts of time slipping away
and that evan pritts is in your doorway

who doesn't want to be a cop?
they roll ten deep and make phat dough

but if you can't make it to the class top
think about policing chicago

no fucking shit they patrol on segways, plus
evan pritts is in your doorway