[Intro]
I feel, I mean, I have a sense of there being
A particular sort of... how do we say?
A centre of something!
Some sort of sensitive core, inside the skin
And that corresponds, to the word I (I, I, I...)
Let's take a look at this
[Verse 1]
I like girls, girls, girls, all day, all night
If she got arms and legs, then bingo, she's my type, oh yea
(Who likes it?)
Mikey likes it!
Uppers and downers at the same damn time
The mushroom caps, with the cocaine lines, oh yea
(Who likes it?)
Mikey likes it
[Chorus]
Curry chicken, easy cheese, chili peppers, soul to squeeze, yeah
(Who like it, who like it?)
Mikey likes it!
Lava lamps, rainy days, Halle Berry, purple haze, yeah
(Who like it, who like it?)
Mikey likes it!
[Verse 2]
I like taking long hot showers in the darkness
Scrubbing myself with Dove Soap
(Who likes it?)
Mikey likes it!
I like hopping in a Uber, pretending I'm a crackhead
For the full ride, scratching my neck, itchy, sneezy
(Who likes it?)
Mikey likes it!
[Chorus]
UFOs, lucid dreams, dirty chucks, denim jeans, yeah
(Who like it, who like it?)
Mikey likes it!
Yogananda, Stevie Nicks, Davey Waynes, naked pics, yeah
(Who likes it, who likes it?)
Mikey likes it!
[Bridge]
I like the smell of gasoline
The taste of syrup on the peach
The feel of getting my hair cut
The look of Venice on LSD
[Interlude]
I like
Who like it, who like?
I like
[Outro]
They say hallucination
That is to say a false sense of personal identity