Fully Retractable

Shooed out like a housefly This house was half my mind I don't dispute the doubts you've outlined But it's my right to waste your time And these things, it stands to reason These things won't kill me Your feelings, the spattering It bores me, don't tell me Burned in on the eighth of May She was spectacular I walked a half-moon by the bus stop Sliding 'cross the street to her Three stings, sequentially Three strings won't kill me Your spieling, gracelessly Is my grief, please tell me And half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable Half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable Half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable Half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable Throw out the la-la by the bus load Match the photo to the description I do indeed and shall continue Dispatch the shiftless man to points beyond And these things, it stands to reason These things, please tell me Your spieling, gracelessly It bores me, don't tell me And half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable Half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable Half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable Half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable Half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable Half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable Half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable Half-masted, ba*s-boosted Slingbacked, fully retractable