Hey y'all, it's me, Lower Lass, and today I'll be talking to y'all about my song with Mr. Dillon Brady called Money Machine y'all. It's quite the little bop as Miss Chullin would say. And you're not worried about this strange little man. This little good, brightest man. This day is at a bar. You see, I did that line to you. I ate a maroni. I am the British one. My name, I have COVID, and I am trapped inside. Like Miss Chullin with she... How I'm feeling now. At Brut. Yes, I know you are now. You had listened to it already, Laura. We will not talk about that tonight. Instead, we are going to discuss something from the way back, Miss Chullin. Like the money... Hey, little piece, baby. You think you're so fucking go out? You think you're so fucking tough. Don't you hear that? The piece that... I consider doing... With Anne Maroni. The illustrations. Do this guys. Or even the dirtiest. The smartest. Five feet. And four of them. Do you understand? I have peeped inside the bar. Oh, the little gibberish. You talk a lot of big, baby. You're first to someone with such big face. Look at his arms. Your arms are so fucking cute, Adam Maroni. Like my big spooky, artery, owlish, raccoon-like eyes. You see, Adam, I am not as quick as you are. No. I am not as quick as Adam Maroni is with the lyrics. Jesus Christ. And then you love it. And you text me, I love you. And then I fucking goes. Adam would write. Oh, I smell on his billed feet. What's the actual voice? And I... Did this the nature of his big feet? With the big feet? A fish? I'm dirty. I can't. I'm Maroni's. Big hairy fat fucking feet. I'm not ready. Look at me. You motherfucker. This shit is not funny. I know about your past, Adam. That's right, I told you. We're going in the way, bat machine. I'm not ready, baby. And I'm gonna talk to you about feeling dirty. Like a Maroni machine. Did you know what I'm saying to you, monkey boy? You feel so good. Like a good boy. Like a good boy. I'm gonna sing you a song. Cause me, you and Dylan. We did get along. We did get along. You sing my little roof. This was a good spot, but we can record the next guest project. So you had a good Adam. You'll be like Charlie get. And you will sing the chorus again. You're gonna just sing it, Adam. Sing the chorus again, Charlie, please, Charlie. Tell me once a day I'll be trying to go to bed. I'm gonna be trying to get ahead. You know, I wrote that. It was in the coma. In hospital. Like Adam Maroni. We need to forget the fact. And it is not very funny. And I've said it all before, but I'll say it once again. I'm better off alone. Did you know that? It is like Miss Choliss. Did you know a band role for the Lone? It was me Adam. It was me. Oh, fucking fat. You and me honey, me. For the rest of eternity. Big sweet big.