Reisa L. Gerber Sonna Buo lyrics

Flying around amidst the battalion,
Generalizing his privvied account,
"Get off'", man!
The turban and urn of café...
Splattering grease through the intricate search-
She caught up with his lingering language of truth,
A popstar from hell going back thirty years...
She knew he had puzzles and codigal potions,
She knew he could ask her a question or two...
From the coffee she drank,
To the soda she'd guzzle,
And bluegray her X

Like a mare she would nuzzle...
"I could do that to YOU, babe",
She said,
"But I won't"...
"Check it out",...if you really dam frank wanna know...
But he said "I don't hafto know everything, babe..."
And I laughed...
"Man, I prayed real hard...Sonna Buo..."