guess I am your native son Despite my queer disguise But I keep all I can call my own In the bags beneath my eyes, underneath my eyes Oh, Miss Meri,
yes i am your native son despite my queer disguise i keep all i can call my own in the bags beneath my eyes underneath my eyes well oh miss meri don
and yes i am your native son despite my queer disguise i keep all i can call my own in the bags beneath my eyes underneath my eyes well oh miss meri
