Lana, Lana,
I got a question for ya
You don’t know me,
but I gotta message for ya
I don’t have the
Right to tell you anything




There’s a real nice kid named Cody Wade
if you like tea you’ll know his face
Genuine? no debate
And he really wanna have a sesh with ya babe


I’m sorry to solicitate
but this ain’t not no coffee date
I know requests come common place
but this just ain’t that kinda thang


Elizabeth
I’m asking you for this
Will you just please concede have some tea grant a wish


He got that Norman Fuckin’ Rockwell album art upon
his wall
All you gotta do is call
Set it up you’ll have a ball

Promise

Lana, Lana,
I got a question for ya
You don’t know me,
but I gotta message for ya
I don’t have the
Right to tell you anything


[Lana interview interlude]


Hey yo Chuck
Hey yo Charlie
Hit yo’ sister up and tell her there’s a party

It’s just two people sittin’ down
Brew it up, pour it out

It don’t even have to happen at his house

He’ll gladly bring it to you
You want Wuyi you want Yiwu
You want new tree you want gushu
Well his library, that’s for you

You want oolong you like dong ding
If you had a new song to sing
That would enrich a life and make it better than it’s ever been
Tea may be the drug but YOU are the medicine

Lana.


Lana, Lana,
I got a question for ya
You don’t know me,
but I gotta message for ya
I don’t have the
Right to tell you anything