Lyrics

How many studies have Aided your dysfunction
I'm in pain over here and I can't get a dogs attention
It's a mutual understanding that your bluey takes the winning
And I must download a squeezy app to cure my suffering
Oh no, he won't leave me alone
I owe my life to him, it's just the situation
if a park run makes me bleed and cry then why suggest a marathon
I call it alone time with Fibre glass insulation
I know that it's my fault, but then it's not, but then it is,
but then it's not, but then it is again
It's the squeeze, it's not the love
It's the squeeze, it's not the love
A budding rose bush is bursting into season
European nightcrawlers are itching for a feeding
sawflies haunt the rosa peace, they ponder what is destined
She wonders if she'll ever breed or shortly follow nature
Oh no, he won't leave me alone
I owe my life to him, it's just the situation
If I wage a war with life, I'll never make a parent
I call it alone time with pesticide chrysanthemum
I know that it's my fault, but then it's not, but then it is,
but then it's not, but then it is, but then it's not, but then it is again
It's the squeeze, it's not the love
It's the squeeze, it's not the love
Written by: James Kelly, Jed Finkelstein, Katie Healy
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