there's this pretty pretty boy i know; the kind of boy they never sing about on the radio; he hasn't got style and he hasn't got grace; but because of him i'm all over the place.
Some ancient roman guy playing at some noble's dinner so i could be all "yo imma just be at cho dinner nao k" and they'd be all like "k" and we'd have delicious roman food and listen to music and have slaves and be crazy and badass.