| We Salute You, William Sledd | |
|---|---|
| Artist | The CamPanulas |
| Album | Songs from the Seabed |
| Length | 2:55 |
Lyrics[]
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<poem> God bless you William Sledd, in everything you do I kinda wish I wasn't straight so I could be like you. You bring, sunlight to all those that you reach I picked a few things up from all the lessons that you teach. (The things you teach)
Hey there William, don't you think that it might be true All the haters would love to do all the things you do.
We salute you William Sledd, don't stop speaking out Keep the insights coming Bill they're true without a doubt. Make me, smile I'd salute you just for that Don't ever be brought down when you're under attack. (Constant attack)
Hey there William, don't you think that it might be true All the haters would love to do all the things you do.
William Sledd: All the bags that you saw on the show are Summer bags, but all my bags are actually men's bags, I would never buy a woman's bag only because its just not murse. Most of my bags are all tote bags because I love a good tote but you can carry messenger bags, tote bags, there's all kinds of different shapes and sizes of bags you can carry. I know, I'm sure you guys usually end up carrying Summer bags but I'm so full on a big tote bag *moaning sound* I'm telling you, man bags, murses for Fall, murses for…
God bless you William Sledd, in everything you say We want to know the facts we'll ask a man who's gay. We could, just ask a Ninja too I guess But you're the best celebrity so hears to your success. (All your success)
Hey there William, don't you think that it might be true All the haters would love to do all the things you do. Hey there William, don't you think that it might be true All the haters would love to do all the things you do.
William Sledd: Hey bitches. (Hey bitches)