J-Bone

One, two, three, four

I declare a thumb war

On you!

"shut it!" he screams at the top of his lungs

To the stupid car across the street

And he stops, that's a sure way of voicing your defeat

And i guess in his eyes I'm oblivious to what goes on

But that's fine because j-bone can just fill me in later

This late in the season, this late in the season

It's automatic

Oh yeah, he's very systematic

Oh but j-bone is never democratic

He wouldn't stop loving me

For all the tea in china

And he wouldn't stop loving me

For all the tea in china

And that there my friend that you see

Is a crawling jemima

And he wouldn't stop loving me

For all the tea in china

What it is that I know