Written by Ryan Matthew Ewing
Every little thing is gonna be alright
I'll give you tiny pills
I'll sell you light
Help that skin tighten up tight
Give 'em all a thrill
When I sell you light
Curvy topsy-turvy is better than okay
But you ain't never gonna see it that way
Scrumptious voluptuous bedroom embraced
Only liars say, more than a handful's a waste
But if you're still insistent and really polite
I'll fill your prescription
I'll sell you light
Side effects may include your hair turning bright white
(And that's a gentle description)
When I sell you light
Did you see the skeleton girl?
Look real close or you might miss her
Did you see the skeleton girl?
Oh no!
A gentle breeze took her away like a twister!
So when you look in your big mirror
I hope I've made it clearer
The real weight is just on your shoulders
You can take your "medicine"
And think you a vixen
But it's just gonna mess you up worse when you're older
So if you're still insistent and really polite
I'll fill your prescription
I'll sell you light
You think everything will work out alright
If I give you tiny pills
If I sell you light
Somehow you believe it'll help you with your sight
Give 'em all a thrill, I guess
When I sell you light
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