J-Bone

One, two, three, four I declare a thumb war On you! "shut it!" he screams at the top of his lungs To the stupid car across the street And he stops, that's a sure way of voicing your defeat And I guess in his eyes I'm oblivious to what goes on But that's fine because J-Bone can just fill me in later [?] This late in the season, this late in the season It's automatic Oh yeah, yeah, he's, he's very systematic Oh but J-Bone is never, never democratic He wouldn't stop loving me For all the tea in China And he wouldn't stop loving me For all the tea in China And that there my friend that you see Is a crawling jemima And he wouldn't stop loving me For all the tea in China What it is that I know Is J-Bone's not like the other little boys And I guess I can't expect him to see things always in my way And he's like, in my mind, a bridge I can walk on So cool with things that happen [?] on the ground stupid girls just [?] pieces now If I'm gone, curtains for certain, [?] I'm drifting to sleep I'm drifting to sleep as J-Bone speaks to me He wouldn't stop loving me For all the tea in China And he wouldn't stop loving me For all the tea in China And that there my friend that you see Is a crawling jemima And he wouldn't stop loving me For all the tea in China, China, China, China China, China, China, China, China China, China, China China