Lyrics

This one was on a list for a LONG time, and no ideas ever came until I decided to do this one. Special thanks to Luke for helping polish the lyrics and adding in the parentheticals.



I thought chimps
Turned into monkeys
Guard my sink, a la mode
Aaron Sorkin, will you comply with
My lunch requirements?

Ya better give up
Cause I need companions
Vastly less facile than you
Ya better give up
You better understand
Restraining order’s coming soon
No I won’t
Write some dialogue for you

Do you wanna have lunch?
I don’t wanna have lunch
Yes? No. Oh!
(x3)
Aaron please
Break bread with me

If you’re filled
With revulsion
For a character, you can take
All my traits, you can make them
Really inane

Ya better give up (please please please)
'Cause I’ve heard your show (He’s heard my show!) and
The things that keep you occupied
Ya better give up
There’s no chance in hell (The West Wing was swell!)
I’d ever spend that kind of time
Debating the
Merits of the Purple Line (What do you think of the Purple Line?)

Do you wanna have lunch?
I don’t wanna have lunch
Yes? No. Oh!
Porthouser please
Stop asking me