Nothing On Me

Tweedledum and Tweedledee Have nothing on the one who's me I am the wizard as you can see Of all of this that's surrounding thee But come here Alice and sit by me There is no reason you should flee Sit by me dear and stay awhile Though the cat days I'm a pedophile But who believes that smiling cat Let's talk now of this and that Take a toke from the caterpillar 's pipe Why Alice your breasts are budding ripe