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Just a Pineapple

Boi What
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[00:00.47] Spend my days in the jellyfish fields

[00:08.71] Tryna fish you off my mind.

[00:11.36] Spend my nights at the goo lagoon

[00:14.29] Experiencing the high tide.

[00:16.94] I feel like the man with glass bones and paper skin

[00:19.86] And a heart so fragile.

[00:22.26] Cuz without you, without you,

[00:25.71] This homes just a pineapple.

[00:28.89] I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, to pick up the shell phone

[00:32.61] And get you back home.

[00:33.94] Say the word and I'll get the patty wagon on the road

[00:36.33] Only got 594 points to go.

[00:39.25] Ravioli, ravioli, swear to you,

[00:41.92] You'll be my one and only, now.

[00:44.03] I know I'm not long, tan and handsome,

[00:48.02] But I'm ugly and I'm proud!

[00:50.41] Spend my days in the jellyfish fields

[00:53.60] Tryna fish you off my mind.

[00:56.52] Spend my nights at the goo lagoon

[00:59.44] Experiencing the high tide.

[01:02.09] I feel like the man with glass bones and paper skin

[01:05.02] And a heart so fragile.

[01:07.41] Cuz without you, without you,

[01:11.13] This homes just a pineapple.

[01:13.52] You're grade A, grade A, like Krabby Patty beef.

[01:18.03] Whenever you come back around, I'll take you back down to make out reef.

[01:22.29] Baby, you're sweet like a pineapple,

[01:25.73] Queen of every sand castle.

[01:26.80] Lure me in like you're bait on a tackle.

[01:29.19] Then you tore me apart like the hash-slinging slasher,

[01:32.38] And you kicked my ass like Flats the Flounder, yeah.

[01:35.30] Nothing is the same, and you're all to blame.

[01:37.70] Playing hooky with my heart like its all a game.

[01:40.35] Not even the Krusty Krab hits right

[01:43.53] When I'm eatin' a 3am patty without you by my side.

[01:46.99] Spend my days in the jellyfish fields

[01:50.17] Tryna fish you off my mind.

[01:53.09] Spend my nights at the goo lagoon

[01:56.02] Experiencing the high tide.

[01:58.68] I feel like the man with glass bones and paper skin

[02:01.86] And a heart so fragile.

[02:03.99] Cuz without you, without you,

[02:07.44] This home, without you, without you, without you,

[02:13.03] This homes just a pineapple.