Artist: Danny! Album: Where Is Danny? Song: I Ain't the Walrus Typed by: the_divine_2xl@yahoo.com [Verse 1] Nothing left to prove So I'ma hit you with something that's extra smooth And I'm a give you a muffin with extra blue- Berries necessary, but you can pick 'em off That euphemism is lost Never take what I say at face value Marinate, what I say it may wow you Levitate, don't let negative space surround you Feeling good, feeling great, how are you? Feeling good, feeling great, how are you? Still in the hood, building 8, tower 2 Pilates with my gal pal Spending royalty checks I got from Bow Wow Ghost writer du jour, on a world tour with Zsa Zsa Gabor I think I'll prank call Akon and Lady Gaga some more ...nah nah, you borin' 'em Catch me in Manhattan at the Prada Emporium My chick got a sick shoe game But her hips too thick for the hoop chain, mayne I put her on that Jenny Craig Diet, hire a private eye from Winnipeg I catch her slippin' then her food's mine Instead of steak feed her lines like Gertrude Stein And she'll be back to normal in no time