Lyrics

[Verse 1] Fly high all over the globe Need to pump this up cause you're in control You get so high like a totem pole You could win the bronze, silver, and the gold Clap clap like a curtain call Ego so big that you went [?] You can party all night Better have some balls To the glory hole right in the wall, yeah [?] And feel the beat walking down the street Feeling like a star, louder than guitar [?] Clap clap like a curtain call [?] [Verse 2] My wife's bull was a hibachi chef Made those veggies come to life Even made short arias About how he was with the wife The whole thing was beautiful The romance between the onions Everyone was crying In their seperate dinner functions It was like a opera What a cold little hand When he made those peppers sizzle I told my lady I understand There's magic in the air There's a rhythm to devotion The tide moves in and out The power is unspoken [Verse 3] My wife's bull was a hibachi chef Hands powerful and thin At the table five couples If you were counting her and him Wife is like a phantom limb Effusive [?] and in a trance The way those little florettes moved And we'd been through our final dance He moves like poetry I loved you first [?] Warm from the fire As the onion spews the flame above I close my eyes And I felt the world depressurise Bull was a hibachi chef And a blessing in disguise