Lighten Up Morrissey She won’t go out with me no she won’t go out Cause my intellect’s paper thin She won’t go out with me no she won’t go out Since my intellect’s not like him So lighten up Morrissey She won’t hang out with me no she won’t hang out ’Til my biting wit bites like his She won’t hang out with me no she won’t hang out ’Til my quick retort’s quick as his So lighten up Morrissey. Lighten up lighten up Lighten up lighten up Lighten up Morrissey (repeat) She won’t have sex with me no she won’t have sex ’Less it’s done with a pseudonym She won’t do sport with me no she won’t do sport Says it’s way way too masculine look at him So lighten up Morrissey. Lighten up lighten up Lighten up lighten up... I got comparisons coming out my ears And she never can hit the pause If only Morrissey weren’t so Morrisseyesque She might overlook all my flaws So lighten up Morrissey Lighten up lighten up... She won’t dine out with me no she won’t dine out Says my t-bone steak is at fault She won’t dine out with me no she won’t dine out With a murderer pass the salt Lighten up lighten up... by: José Duarte m