Pseudonym Song
She crosses her legs skinny Indian-style
And flashes with eyelashes a passive aggressive smile
Pass the pot of coffee, you can hold the cream
All the clutter in my life is making me mean
Two claustrophobic peas in a pod
Two symbiotic fumbling crumbling dirt clods
Two polar opposites trying to attract
Two ulcered misfits unable to attack, never attacking
Because they're lacking the necessary backing
Me and Sue and Sue and me
Squinting at each other through our coffee steam
Me and Sue and Sue and me
Pass the pot and hold the cream
She's cynical, paranoid and lazy
Another gross product of the airborne eighties
Spitting out grounds and visceral bowel sounds
She says a,e,i,o, you know i'm crazy
I'm crazy as hell and love makes me intolerant, as well
My eyes are tied to the combustible conversation not taking place
Because we're tippy toe tightrope walking
Through time and space, space and time
Mind over matter and matter undermined
Me and Sue and Sue and me
Pass the pot and hold the cream
Hold that thought and let go of me
Simon Joyner - Pseudonym Song Lyrics
Simon Joyner - Pseudonym Song Lyrics
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Pseudonym Song
She crosses her legs skinny Indian-style
And flashes with eyelashes a passive aggressive smile
Pass the pot of coffee, you can hold the cream
All the clutter in my life is making me mean
Two claustrophobic peas in a pod
Two symbiotic fumbling crumbling dirt clods
Two polar opposites trying to attract
Two ulcered misfits unable to attack, never attacking
Because they're lacking the necessary backing
Me and Sue and Sue and me
Squinting at each other through our coffee steam
Me and Sue and Sue and me
Pass the pot and hold the cream
She's cynical, paranoid and lazy
Another gross product of the airborne eighties
Spitting out grounds and visceral bowel sounds
She says a,e,i,o, you know i'm crazy
I'm crazy as hell and love makes me intolerant, as well
My eyes are tied to the combustible conversation not taking place
Because we're tippy toe tightrope walking
Through time and space, space and time
Mind over matter and matter undermined
Me and Sue and Sue and me
Pass the pot and hold the cream
Hold that thought and let go of me
She crosses her legs skinny Indian-style
And flashes with eyelashes a passive aggressive smile
Pass the pot of coffee, you can hold the cream
All the clutter in my life is making me mean
Two claustrophobic peas in a pod
Two symbiotic fumbling crumbling dirt clods
Two polar opposites trying to attract
Two ulcered misfits unable to attack, never attacking
Because they're lacking the necessary backing
Me and Sue and Sue and me
Squinting at each other through our coffee steam
Me and Sue and Sue and me
Pass the pot and hold the cream
She's cynical, paranoid and lazy
Another gross product of the airborne eighties
Spitting out grounds and visceral bowel sounds
She says a,e,i,o, you know i'm crazy
I'm crazy as hell and love makes me intolerant, as well
My eyes are tied to the combustible conversation not taking place
Because we're tippy toe tightrope walking
Through time and space, space and time
Mind over matter and matter undermined
Me and Sue and Sue and me
Pass the pot and hold the cream
Hold that thought and let go of me
Writer: Simon Joseph Joyner
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Copyright: Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB.