Fasten your seatbelt baby
This sh gone drive me crazy
It ain't not hard no artform
To serve you warm
J'aimerais manger mon dessert
Sans de froideur et pas cher
And I am nice so I share
She grasp for (uuh aah air)
Michael, Whitney, Amy, Ingiene
Michael, Whitney, Ingiene is dead it makes me
Michael, Whitney, Amy, Ingiene
Michael, Whitney, Ingiene is dead it makes me sad
Hmmmm, and now that you think it's over
Heat once more, it's fine
But what's the significance of heating as we die
J'peux pas manger mon dessert
Quand le monde brûle en enfer
So let's be nice and let's share
This breath of (uuh aah air)
Michael, Whitney, Amy, Ingiene
Michael, Whitney, Ingiene is dead it makes me sad
Michael, Whitney, Amy, Ingiene
Michael, Whitney, Ingiene is dead it makes me sad
Bish-
(Are you a microwave cuz hmmm)
Are you a microwave cuz hmmm
Are you a microwave cuz hmmm
Are you a microwave cuz hmmm
Are you a microwave
Michael, Whitney, Amy, Ingiene
Michael, Whitney, Ingiene is dead it makes me sad
Michael, Whitney, Amy, Ingiene
Michael, Whitney, Ingiene is dead it makes me sad
Are you a microwave cuz hmmm
Are you a microwave cuz hmmm
Nanananana
Are you a microwave?