At The Cloud Pink

He a reptile kind of walk

Queens of this magic century

Wanna be in that glitter all but a dark box

In my Parkerian style of imitation talk

But I don’t have a parrot named Onan

Still he a reptile kind of walk

Queens boys I don’t think you really know me

I said he said I’m more in the ‘80’s myself

Swallowed by her Charlie’s Bobbies and Eddies

Lady I guess I had them all

Am I goin’ to turn to you one day

You’re a sister to the rain

Once you said to Woodrow

We like the rain still silly dog’s bothering your shoe

And me in my reptile kind of walk

Guess I got lost in that Glitter all but a dark box

DKNY boys’re shaving their chests

He said that I can’t miss him

I don’t even know him

Boy sure I can

In a reptile kind of walk

In a reptile kind of walk

In a reptile kind of walk

Glitters and all

In my reptile kind of walk