Butter Queen (Demo)
Dominic DiTaranto - Guitar/Synth/Vocals
Michael Heinfling - Guitar
Ryan Billings - Bass
Recon Paul - Drums
Between the hills was where she was sat;
Sunrise creepin' all over her back.
She was my baby, my melted sweet cream;
She was my salted butter queen.
It's been months and there must be a mistake.
I don't know how much more I can take.
She said she'd meet me by the land of the lakes.
I froze to death next to the yogurt display.
That's when they stole my girl,
And locked her up from the world.
That's when they stole my girl,
And locked her up from the...
I decided to look for someone new,
But no one can come close to you.
None can match your special complexion,
In the milk and eggs sections.
I thought I'd walk right down to produce,
The broccoli heads made me wanna puke.
The melons looked just like your knees,
I started beggin', beggin' for you please...
Just give me back my girl,
And bring her back to the world.
Just give me back my girl
And bring her back to the...
Baby, I miss it when you were whipped.
Baby, I miss it when you were whipped.
Cream dripping down the tuft of your wick,
Butter oozing out the side of your lips,
Cake steamin' in the pan: non-stick.
Ugh, I miss it when you were whipped
Just give me back my girl,
You think you control the world.
Just give me back my girl,
You can't control my world.