Epic Beard Men - Two Different Worlds

(Michelle been through this so many times
Let's go through this again
I need my alone time sometimes I
Together! My alone zone
Oh, it's yours now?!
You gotta put things together
And it's not always gonna look like work
But it's work)

Listen, put those holiday plans on hold
In fact, just cancel those
You want a vacation? Just wait and be patient
I'm heading to Rome
You're like: 'Can I go?'
Remember what happened the last time?
You're in no position to chastise!
But get your passport right and
I might just allow this ship to capsize
If you're going to miss me though
You can miss me with the mis-perceptions
And misconception of having a right of way
At every single intersection
I'm gonna miss some weddings, sure
You're gonna see some girls
At the senior prom
With me on their arms singing:
Two Different Worlds (Fucking word up)

She said she bet we make a helluva mess
I told her: hell-to-the-yes
But let me tell you the rest:

I'm trying to stop losing
Sunglasses in taxi cabs
Happy Dads tell me I should get on the bike
I think they're selling psychedelics
But the trip seems nice i'm sorry though
I can't tonight I've got a 6 am flight
Plus, I'ma probably be busy for the
The rest of my life
Please, miss me with the rah rah
If you ain't rah rah
Let's connect if you got the heart
To slap a cop like Zsa-Zsa i see you momma
I like it when you call me Paulie
I like my girls like I like my
Coffee: with a convoluted background story
Miss me with the blah-blah
When I'm gone miss me then
These are the rules of engagement that
I propose you share with your pissy friends
You can watch my love unfurl, girl
We are from: Two Different Worlds

She says goodnight to the bad guy
Via this Skype connection
While I'm eating this pad Thai
Waiting for night to set in
Where the people get mad live
That's where I like to step in
And the babies get baptised lead
In the right direction
The results of the DNA test are in:
Might look like a friend of yours
But I'm not him sage is chillin'
B is chillin' what more can I say?
No children

(How can you be so selfish?)

Seriously, I'ma miss some births of babies
I might see some shirtless ladies
It doesn't even really hurt
To say these things
I just want to state it plainly
Before you try to shame me
Been feeling like the straw man lately
But I'm a strong man lady
Deal with my duality 'Cause
I'm Xaul Zan Crazy
But, if you'll be my Martha Stewart
I'll be your Timothy Leary
We'll cook up some theories
Then we'll spend some time apart
In prisons sitting
Staring you're thinking really?
No, not really i'm barely free
As it is right now
But when you're feeling a bit more conjugal
Here's my cell number (Write it down)

We are from two different worlds
We are from two different worlds
We are from two different worlds
(two different, two different, two different)
We are from two different worlds
(two different, two different, two different)
We are from two different worlds
(two different, two different, two different)
We are from two different worlds
We are from two different worlds
(two different, two different
Two different worlds)

Written by:
BERNARD JR DOLAN, JESPER SCHWABE ANDERSEN, PAUL F LANDRY

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