Lotta Stuff

There’s a lotta stuff in my gut that I can’t seem to get rid of
I wish the whole universe would absorb cause it’s so much bigger
Unless I take the time
All this stuff will be mine for the rest of my stuffed life
All mine, All mine
All mine, All mine
There’s a lotta stuff in my room that I can’t seem to put away
I wish the flowers of woe, stop, it’ s not cool to look pretty
Unless I take the time
All this stuff will be mine for the rest of my stuffed life
All mine, All mine
All mine, All mine
All mine, All mine
All mine, All mine
All mine, All mine
All mine, All mine. . .
There’s a lotta stuff in my gut that I can’ t seem to get rid of
I wish the whole universe would absorb cause it’s so much bigger
Unless I take the time
All this stuff will be mine for the rest of my stuffed life
Taxi, taxidermy
Taxi, taxidermy me
Taxi, taxidermy me
Taxi, taxidermy me