Larry, Sleepover Friend Songtext
von Ecce Shnak

Larry I keep seeing you around.
Shouldn′t we have a sleepover?
Every day until our loves are found,
You and me should have a sleepover.
Throw your science homework to the ground.
Here's your invitation to come over.
Even if your favorite color′s brown,
You better drop a line when you're in town.

So come on Larry, push me around.
I will give you the chance to feel stupid
So I can feel smart.
It is the only thing we have left to do with our relationship.
Bring your T.I.-83 calculator, blue and purple
Sour Patch Kids, and Now 'n Laters.

Haters will hate cause they won′t be invited to the playdate.
Haters will hate cause they won′t be invited.
Haters will hate cause they wudn't invited to the playdate.
Haters will hate cause they wudn′t invited.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.


Larry I keep seeing you around.
Shouldn't we have a sleepover?
Every day until our loves are found,
You and me should have a sleepover.
Throw your science homework to the ground.
I′ll write you a nonsense love-letter.
It will read:

"I'm not waxin′ hifalutin,
But Larry, you stink of pollutants
While I'm-Eric and Sea Monster conjure nuisance
And Magillacutty's juicing."

So we′ll die loving the poop out of sleep we eat,
And so fulfill every single mortal need--and we′ll play guitar!

While the powerful put their heads to rest...
And the wretched put their heads to rest...
Barack Obama puts his head to rest.
We wonder what's the only we have left to do with our relationship?

Larry make a smile from my frown.
Larry be my Yellow Ledbetter.
Cause Larry I keep seeing you around.
You and me should have a sleepover.
Throw your science homework to the ground.
Here′s your invitation to come over.
Even if you're favorite color′s brown... so's mine