Sometimes the ones you hold so close can make you cry
But it's a pain in the ass to let 'em go, oh
With a battered wish you hoped that the monkey wore a tie
But it's no surprise to find he don't
Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
And take a little sniff of the things below
Bring it to a boil and simmer low
Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe
Watch the worker shield his heart from the world outside
Didn't get a chance to let him know, oh
Alsace is spinning fast and wine mixed with the tide
Please don't let my brain explode, oh
Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
And take a little sniff of the things below
Bring it to a boil and simmer low
Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe
Ween - Grobe [DVD] Lyrics
Ween - Grobe [DVD] Lyrics
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Sometimes the ones you hold so close can make you cry
But it's a pain in the ass to let 'em go, oh
With a battered wish you hoped that the monkey wore a tie
But it's no surprise to find he don't
Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
And take a little sniff of the things below
Bring it to a boil and simmer low
Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe
Watch the worker shield his heart from the world outside
Didn't get a chance to let him know, oh
Alsace is spinning fast and wine mixed with the tide
Please don't let my brain explode, oh
Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
And take a little sniff of the things below
Bring it to a boil and simmer low
Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe
But it's a pain in the ass to let 'em go, oh
With a battered wish you hoped that the monkey wore a tie
But it's no surprise to find he don't
Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
And take a little sniff of the things below
Bring it to a boil and simmer low
Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe
Watch the worker shield his heart from the world outside
Didn't get a chance to let him know, oh
Alsace is spinning fast and wine mixed with the tide
Please don't let my brain explode, oh
Put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
And take a little sniff of the things below
Bring it to a boil and simmer low
Put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe
Writer: AARON FREEMAN, MICHAEL MELCHIONDO, MICHAEL MELCHIONDO, JR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing