Lyrics Spaghetti - Robert Keiton Smith

You better put
Your game face on
Cause I cant hear an effin word your saying Jackie
You wouldn't do that
Well who would do that
Well how could you
Who are you
Who would do that, Grace Lee

I tied one end
To my soul and the other
To the cinder block
With all those dogs eating spaghetti
They kissed when I
Tossed that shit out of the third story

I am not your
Your burning cigarette
Patrick Stump'd
Oh and I'm not your man BB
I am not the
The make out session
And I sure as fuck ain't in a bowling state of mind
A soup named Stu
A doggie in a purse
Don't stop now
You'll embarrass everyone around

Hey what are you guys doing?
Come on man I'm not being that depressing
Whatever guys
I'm gonna go find a chick
Find a, Find a C-c-c-chick

Well if you can beatbox
Than I can smash my
Head dead into that
That stupid game face
Well if you can beatbox
Than I can smash my
Head dead into that
That fucking game face
Yeah that stupid game face
Yeah that fucking game face
That stupid game face