"Sails, Hermaphroditic" lyrics - OF MONTREAL

I've been trying to be your friend forever
I just knew we had so much in common
Champagne and strawberry pancakes for an after-sex-snack
Yes you are a thriller but I'm not your ride
Besides I'm out of tickets and where's your pride?

If I could Dr. Frankenstein
(Dr. Funkenstein)
The world
(If I could change your mind)
Start this bitch anew, I would change the shit out of you

I broke a window and then passed out in your car
Just then we shared spiritual hallucination
This synth solo about to pay my bills