Lyrics:
Of Montreal The Hopeless Opus Or The Great Battle Of The Unfriendly Ridiculous

Let's reminisce of our first dance together along the ocean floor. Your dress was made of egg shells. My hair was in a pompadour While we were hunting

: Let's reminisce of our first dance together along the ocean floor. Your dress was made of egg shells. My hair was in a pompadour While we were hunting

: Let's reminisce of our first dance together along the ocean floor. Your dress was made of egg shells. My hair was in a pompadour While we were hunting