Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene

He-, hold up, f*ck He-, what the f*ck? Sounds like a fart (One, two, three, four) He smells very nice Oh so nice Wears clothes that I like He doesn't even try He doesn't even try And I think that I want to marry him But I really don't want to freak him out I picked all our children's names They're called Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Loves me 'til I die I'll be his corpse bride And when I smell he says it's fine Oh how nice And I think that I want to marry him But I really don't want to freak him out I picked all our children's names They're called Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene I'm scared he's gonna leave me 'Cause when I'm mad I get pretty scary But he won't, and he won't because I'm pretty And we'll have lots and lots and lots and lots And lots and lots and lots and lots and lots Of babies Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene Yoshimi, Forest, Magdalene