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Conor (Live from the BBC) Music Lyrics

Plecostomus

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Oh, Conor
I think I just love you to death.
I dream about you every night
The way you rock my entire life

Oh, Conor!
I make love to your picture
Every single night, before I go to bed.
Then I have trouble peein'
Cause Conor, after you masturbate
Sometimes you have trouble peein'.

I love it when you sing about mirrors
I love it when you sing about clocks
I love it when you sing about the torture you endure.
By having a lot of money, and traveling the world!
Oh, Conor!
Oh, Conor!

Oh, Conor,
I wrote you a letter,
and you never responded.
Maybe that's because you're emo.
And you are mad at everything

Oh, Conor!
I saw you in Newsweek.
And at that point I stopped eating
And I died my hair black
And then I rubbed my titties
Cause Conor, you're so f-cking trendy!
Just like Hello, Kitty!

I love it when you sing about death
And I love it when you talk about strife
Whenever you use sticatto it's so f-cking hardcore
I'm sure it makes the ladies come like never before!

Conor!
Do you understand me?
I love you!
I want to make love to you!
But I'm not gay,
No I'm not!
I'm heterosexual like you.
But maybe if you're gay I'll be gay too!

Cause I love you
Conor, Oh oh oh
I love you so
Conor, I love your parents
Because they made you
Because they made you

Conor
Conor
Are you listening?
I think you and me
Were meant to be
We could hold hands
The stars in the sky are bright today
Brighter then they've ever been before
Tonite is the night we'll meet
In Saddle Creek

Oh, Conor!
Oh, Conor!

Let's take it to the next level.

Plecostomus - Conor (Live from the BBC) Music Lyrics

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