Hang On To Your IQ (Re-Created)

[Verse 1]

Chinese masseuse, comes between us

Talks in haikus, plastic venus

Got a headrush, in her pocket

Two rubbers two lubes, and a silver rocket

[Chorus]

Hang on, hang on to your IQ, to your ID

Hang on, hang on to your IQ, to your ID

[Post-Chorus]

I'm lonely, I’m lonely

I'm lonely, I’m lonely

[Verse 2]

Every morning, my eyes will open wide

I gotta get high, before I go outside

Roll another, for breakfast

Burning clouds around, and in my solar plexus

[Chorus]

Hang on, hang on to your IQ, to your ID

Hang on, hang on to your IQ, to your ID

[Post-Chorus]

I'm lonely, I’m lonely

I'm lonely, I’m lonely

[Verse 3]

Legs eleven, makes me stay up late

Two fat ladies on my back, and now it's 88

I'm a fool, whosе tool is small

It's so miniscule, it's no tool at all

[Chorus]

Hang on, hang on to your IQ, to your ID

Hang on, hang on to your IQ, to your ID

[Post-Chorus]

I'm lonely, I’m lonely

I'm lonеly, I’m lonely