Derek

listen

Filling the space with his pink, bulky, body
and that sweet sweet smell
of sweat
I smell whenever I go to bed at night.

Filling the space with his pink, bulky, body.
Sometimes he reminds me of the birds.
Sometimes he reminds me of the birds.

I've got a man in my loft and I call him
Derek.

He's not as good as you but he's cheap
Derek.

Feed him on rice crispies and stollen cheese
Derek.

He's cut a hole in the roof so you can see his belly
Derek.

I've got a man in my loft and I call him
Derek
I've got a man in my loft and I call him
Derek

I've got a man.
She's got a man.
I've got a man.
She's got a man.
I've got a man
and I like to call him Derek.

Filling the space with his pink, bulky, body.
Sometimes he reminds me of the birds.
Sometimes he reminds me of the birds.

© 2001 Miss Roberts