But I am rubber you are glue
I'm gonna fluff my feathers into your tar, honey
How does it feel coming back to you
Thrown the weight off of my shoulders
Now I'm free to stand up straight
So you can eat your heart out, eat your heart out
There's a party going on
It's called like dear, I must be gone
I'd wait for you but you take too long
And I'm already late
Won't let it make me sad
Won't let it make me feel bad
I know just the thing to tell myself
You shake that thing Skinny Bones
You gotta work with what you got
You gotta shake rattle and roll your bones
To hell with what you're not
You got to shake rattle and roll your bones
You gotta shake that thing Skinny Bones
You gotta work with what you got
You gotta shake rattle and roll your bones
To hell with what you're not
You got to shake that thing>