Dusty Spaces

Over the hill, there was a llama The hunch back is the punch back of my drama Wondering quail equals the karmacoma Solid deal mama, mama Solid deal mama, mama Say, say, say Say it to me, over and over Please, make me sure Because the words gave me high fever Whisper so close to my ear about Solid deal mama, mama Solid deal mama, mama My, my, my, my, my, my, my My sanity My sanity Have you seen it? Have you seen it? My, my, my, my head My, my, my, my head My, my, my, my head I hit my head I search all around the corner, all around the room All around the stacks and curves But I do not find what I'm looking for I search all around the spaces, under the table and the bed I can only find dark, dusty spaces Along with lost pennies and eaten bubblegum