Zephyr You mean if ever I'm in any kind of Great big mess or trouble Quasi I'd be right there We'd be a pair Zephyr You mean you'll never Leave me all alone We'll always be A double, we two? Quasi That's the arithmetic I'd stick with you Zephyr Just say we're Hanging by a rope Above an evil witch's brew pot It's bubbling blue With sticky goo Our rope gives way And then we crash And make a splash Inside her stew pot of glue Quasi Even if you're sticky slick I'd stick with you Through all the thin and thick Closer than frack and frick We two will do the trick I'd stick with you Fast as the clock can tick I'd be there just as quick No one I'd rather pick I'd stick with you.