I wish I could escape her.
I loved her when I was a pup;
Now I've fallen and can't get up!
Don't care what Sir Isaac said,
Gravity gets worse ‘til you're dead.
Nothing breaks Newtonian Laws
Like pendulous tatas in Cross Your Heart Bras!
My pot-belly has moved far south.
Drool won't stay in my mouth.
With age your gravity she'll differ;
My once regal sack is now just a Swiffer!
Gravity, oh how I hate her.
I wish I could escape her.
I loved her when I was a pup;
Now I've fallen and can't get up…
Now I've fallen and can't get up!
