Ookla The Mok: Guggenheim Love
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Ookla The Mok: Guggenheim Love
Nothing you have to say could possibly change my mind
I'm calling your bluff I'm drawing the line
But if you ask me nice you know I'll probably stay
And listen to you tell me why I should sit here
while you say
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah
for half an hour
I've heard this all before so I won't listen anymore
I'm getting tired of all these games
You care much less for me
than you care about this gallery
At least you don't forget their names
Damn it all Marc Chagall
We must rely on protocol
I don't know what I was thinking of
Oh man Paul Gaugin
I try by I can't understand
What made me fall in Guggenheim love
You can't go to the Guggenheim without me by your side
You're looking at art I'm along for the ride
You point at every wall and whisper in my ear
"God, that guy is so overrated," but all I ever hear is
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
blah blah
for half an hour
Stop talking about composition
or I swear you're gonna need a physician
You and I are never gonna last
I want to smash your face
every time you mention negative space
Talk about contrast
Hey hey Claude Monet
I just don't know quite what to say
Heaven knows what I was thinking of
Good grief Georgia O'Keefe
I come to you beyond belief
What made me fall in Guggenheim love
You hailed a cab and left and I took the subway home
I got some peace and quiet now I'm finally alone
But it's like some strange disease
that takes away my choice
I gotta call you on the telephone
so I can hear your voice while you say
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
for half an hour
Damn it all Marc Chagall we must rely on protocol
Oh man Paul Gaugin I try but I can't understand
Hey hey Claude Monet I just don't know what to say
Good grief Georgia O'Keefe I come to you beyond belief
Oh no Vincent Van Gogh where did all those Q-Tips go?
Good golly Salvador Dali
ding went the bell and clang went the trolley
I'm calling your bluff I'm drawing the line
But if you ask me nice you know I'll probably stay
And listen to you tell me why I should sit here
while you say
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
blah blah blah
for half an hour
I've heard this all before so I won't listen anymore
I'm getting tired of all these games
You care much less for me
than you care about this gallery
At least you don't forget their names
Damn it all Marc Chagall
We must rely on protocol
I don't know what I was thinking of
Oh man Paul Gaugin
I try by I can't understand
What made me fall in Guggenheim love
You can't go to the Guggenheim without me by your side
You're looking at art I'm along for the ride
You point at every wall and whisper in my ear
"God, that guy is so overrated," but all I ever hear is
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
blah blah
for half an hour
Stop talking about composition
or I swear you're gonna need a physician
You and I are never gonna last
I want to smash your face
every time you mention negative space
Talk about contrast
Hey hey Claude Monet
I just don't know quite what to say
Heaven knows what I was thinking of
Good grief Georgia O'Keefe
I come to you beyond belief
What made me fall in Guggenheim love
You hailed a cab and left and I took the subway home
I got some peace and quiet now I'm finally alone
But it's like some strange disease
that takes away my choice
I gotta call you on the telephone
so I can hear your voice while you say
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
for half an hour
Damn it all Marc Chagall we must rely on protocol
Oh man Paul Gaugin I try but I can't understand
Hey hey Claude Monet I just don't know what to say
Good grief Georgia O'Keefe I come to you beyond belief
Oh no Vincent Van Gogh where did all those Q-Tips go?
Good golly Salvador Dali
ding went the bell and clang went the trolley
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