The Blob

Well you're a lot like The Blob
You've got a simple mind
You just want to possess my body and mind

Well you're a lot like The Blob
You know, those gold teeth and fat sideburns
Once you start to grow on someone
You feel kind of cursed

I offered you my heart
You took that and my soul
You took me to the movies
And I'll take you to the North Pole

Well you're a lot like The Blob [x4]