My Agatha

Written by the Amazing 40 oz. Flashbacks

Oh, my Agatha.

I love you.

The stars, the sun, the moon, the skies

None compare to what i see in your big eyes.

I don't know if I said this before,

But Agatha, i'd like to be your whore.

Oh, my Agatha.

I love you.

If what you see is how much you get

Then I'm getting a jumbo jet.

The stars, the sun, the moon, the skies

Your iconoclastic ways have me hypnotized.

Oh, my Agatha.

I love you.