I'm walking home after drinking all my pennies. So now I've got a beatbox in my head. Probably seems funny to you honey, bunny. Well it ain't and when I'm home I'm going straight to bed. WOW Walking home and I haven't got a planny. Because of all the pennies in my head. Well I'm pretty flip; I'm losing grip rocksteady, Betty. Pretty fly but I'm all right. I don't need a cigarette,