Don't Call Me Whitney, Bobby

Bones bones brittle little bones its not the milk you seek its the sun you need and the sleek sleek skeleton i hold where are the hidden folds wheres the meat that you eat

total boy tells me stories sometimes they make me sorry i need another i need another sugar doughnut and muffin baby this world is going crazy i think i'm through listening to you

bones bones brittle little bones its not the milk you see its just the sun you need and the sleek sleek skeleton i hold where are the hidden folds where is the meat that you eat

gonna make some plans wait and see turn it off turn me on open your eyes look around you fuck what you heard you were lied to

sweetheart sick body part sickheart sweet body part

bones bones brittle little bones its not the milk you seek its the sun you need and the sleek sleek skeleton i hold where are the hidden folds where's the meat that you eat