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Final Fantasy → Has a Good Home → “Furniture”

Lyrics

Try, try, try to arrange me
But there’s no romance in my blood
Try, try, you’ll never persuade me
My only tears fall with the rain

My father had a dozen wives and a child by every one
I am from, ummmm, about #5
So don’t expect me to stay with anyone

My mother never takes a break from her pining after furniture
Every moment on her feet is torture
And I share her love of wine and cake
And taking advantage of amateurs, whee!

Performances