zabs and gregtronic met on an amtrak train somewhere in oklahoma, when their fingers touched as they reached for the same abandoned package of salami.they share a love of fine sauces and yelling out of car windows. they dislike synthetic fabrics and buffet luncheons. casual young italians only rehearse underwater. if you don’t like how they sound, they will not take responsibility. the music of casual young italians is inspired by amusement park dark rides, the films of the 1970s, and analog synthesizers.
baby, i’m preoccupied got my body feeling all liquefied i can’t think of nothin’ else when you’re around you got somethin’ that drew my gaze i’m stumbling around in a foggy haze lost control in a sexy way and i won’t calm down how long did you pray to get so blessed i can’t help myself and i’m obsessed baby, i think you know what i’m talking about… talking ‘bout your buttoohi hear those muffins calling me when i close my eyes, they’re all i see ya’ peaches fell from the booty tree
and i will retrieve how long on elliptical to get that tasty ass so mythical ooh your butt is legendary and i believe babe, i’ll send ya money on ya cashappif you’ll let me hear that booty clap ooh baby, please donate some ass to me talking ‘bout your buttyeah, talking ‘bout your butt ooh, talkin’ ‘bout your – ooh, those pants are tight teach me tonight looking so right i like your buttbabe it’s so roundtake me downtown wear it like a crown i like your butt look like a snack on the attackgive it a smack i want that butta perfect peach just outta reach i gotta preach i need that butt gimme a tastedon’t go to waste clap on my facei like your butt moon in the sky that booty piecut me a slice of that fat butt my favorite shelfi’m calling for helpmade a fool of myself i need that butt i like your butt ooh i like your butt yes i like your butt i like your butti like your butt i like your…
it’s so cold in space (x4)it’s quiet up herein my space suiteverything’s so clearfloating outsidethe only sound is inside my mind it’s so cold in spaceall by myselfi can barely remember your facewish you were herethe universe is boring without you, dear come see mehitch a ridewe’ll eat someastronaut ice creamwe’ll have a picnic on marsi will take youi’ll show you the viewout among the starsit’s so cold in space it’s so cold in spacedown in the holdyou can man the controls it’s so cold in spaceput on my suityou can try my moon boots it’s so cold in spaceplay with the airlockhang in the space dock have some beers won’t get there for light years put on the space suit girl and dance down on earthwhen you lookup at the skydo you think of me there’s no morningand there's no nighti sleep when i feel like itouter space is all right i wear space pantsi do a space danceno one can see mei’m makin’ space romancei walk space walki talk space talki’m the queen of spaceand i listen to moon rock i drank some tangsaw the big bangi’m walking all weightlessi’m a one man space gang heydid you know that i miss youi miss you so badheyi’m gonna let you knowwhen i come home
it’s christmas timei’ve spent all day working at the tungsten minesbut something else is weighing on my robot mindand i can’t escape the robot camp until tonightit’s christmas dayi’ve been working very hard being a robot maidcleaning, cooking, dusting while the children playcounting down the hours till i sneak awayrobots in lovei put my robot hand into your robot glovewe clank on down the street to the robot parkand bleep and bloop together till it’s way past darkwe touch circuits together and we make a sparkand i press my robot face against your robot lipsi download all your love onto my feelings chipso i know i’m metal on the insidebut i’m having feelings that i can’t hidethe government says that robot love is forbiddenno matter how we try we can’t keep our robot love hidden! i had a robot dreamthat we flew away together to a place that’s greenand we’re married and we form a real great robot teama robot baby and a house along a data streambut now the sun does riseand it’s time to go back to our separate robot livesso for now we say goodbye until tomorrow nightand thinking all day long about our love
my fourth glass of roséi’ve been pounding ‘em all day eleven o’clocki’m not gonna stop feeling real spicy gin and tonic so icy oh i love this song now i wanna danceooh, day drinking you know what i’m thinking let’s keep going til we’re totally faced it’s not a benderi know the bartender he thinks it’s funny when i sing real loudgot a cig i can borrow?won’t remember tomorrow i shouldn’t have worn this jumpsuit i’m white girl wasted both eyelashes unpasted i just watched ‘em sail away on the breeze ooh, day drinking you know what i’m thinking let’s steal a boat and go for a ride oh shit my phone is missingwho was i just kissing do you really think i’m forever alone i hit on the waiter but he’s a jealous hater do you think i’m pretty tell me againi wanna tell you something whaaaaat? i think… i think i’m crushin’ on you nuh uh. get outta here!no, really, i think you’re so — oh hey! i have an idea what?let’s do something weirdokay yeah. like what? let’s pierce each other’s nosesthat’s kinda romanticwhat?no, i - i just meant — oh here! i have a safety pinis it clean? hold still. take a deep breath ooh, that’s my cheekyou moved. ow! stop moving! my face! stop stabbing me! there’s so much blood help! ooh day drinking you know what i’m thinking (ooh, i think you know what i’m thinking)let’s keep going till we’re totally faced (until we’re totally faced)it’s not a bender no, it’s not a bender i know the bartender yeah, ya do he thinks it’s funny when i sing real loud ooh, day drinking let’s go sing karaoke you know what i’m thinking let’s steal a boat and go for a ride
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