The only blog I ever owned was sticking to my screen
Now I look at my screen at this 1366 x 768 view
I could sit and watch the posts fill up with rays of golden cars
Or watch the posts lay on the page like that’s where it was hung

My car are in front of me it’s not about the posts
I’ll never beat the view from the FP looking in

There’s user who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of beer
A Lexus paseo wagon
With tires on wrong
‘Cause hhe likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful oppo
seeing both of them
Yeah, the view I love the most is the FP looking in

Yeah, yeah

I’ve posted here and everywhere
Following my car
I’ve seen the wart hogs from the air
Brushed by the hand of PartyVI
The mountains and the canyons reach from apex to apex
But I can’t wait to get back home to the blog he made for me

‘Cause anywhere I’ll ever go and everywhere I’ve been
Nothin’ takes my breath away like the FP looking in


I see what cars is about
When I’m looking in
Not when I’m looking out


There’s a user that can barely walk
(from the FP looking in)
A Lexus paseo wagon
With tires on wrong
(from the FP looking in)
And the most beautiful car
Posting both of them
Ooh, yeah