I was sittin’ by the telephone
I could tell it could see me crying
Took my love to Sheridon Square
But the women they weren’t buying
Came back home to my telephone
Called every number that I owned
Gave them every yes I had
All they gave me back was nos
So I had to get out my box of Cheerios
I had to pour me a bowl of Cheerios
How many dreams must I wake up from
Before I know I’m just a dreamer
How many times must she lie to me
‘Till I can just say what the heck and believe her
Took the train to the moon last night
Spread on the mustard and had a bite
It didn’t fill me up to well
Why it didn’t only heaven knows
But I had to get out my box of Cheerios
I had to pour me a bowl of Cheerios
Cheerios
Cheerios
I had a couple of bowls of those
It was so good that I had some more
I had so much some went on the floor
I started fearing that I had to much when my mouth just wouldn’t close
But I had to get out another box of Cheerios
I had to pour me a bowl of Cheerios
I put the milk on the bowl of Cheerios
I dropped my face into the bowl of Cheerios
A collection of tracks from the singer and multi-disciplinary artist's 111 collaboration series, featuring KMRU, Laraaji, and others. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024