Hey There, Cheryl(song)

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Hey There, Cheryl (Lyrics)

Hey there, Cheryl.

What's it like the town of titty?

Though my body's miles away

its bloated, gross, and looking shitty

Cause it's dead

I've got a new torso and head

My blood's still red


Hey there, Cheryl.

Don't you worry about the melons

though their camp has been destroyed

use it's destruction as propellant

In these caves

Sheppard the lost and the depraved

shit choice of grave


Oh don't be afraid of me

Oh don't be afraid of me

Oh don't be afraid of me

Oh don't be afraid of me

Don't be afraid of me



Hey there, Cheryl.

Writing songs is kinda hard

But just believe me girl

if I rerolled I would choose to be a bard

I'd write the songs

Thokas's horse would sing along

My bodies wrong



Hey there, Cheryl.

I know I may be looking fearsome

But if my love were made of gold pieces

This song could buy a kingdom just for you

Our baby gnoll would be there to

Everything brand new



Oh don't be afraid of me

Oh don't be afraid of me

Oh don't be afraid of me

Oh don't be afraid of me



The distance between us ain't short

but they got ships and teleports

I'd project to you if I had no other way



Our enemies would attack us

And we'd just laugh at them because

We'd get to their faces as their flayed



Cheryl I can promise you

That by the time I am through

The ones threatening our world will pay

I'll find a way



Hey there Cheryl

you know you don't have to kiss me

my face is slick and sick and dead

and both my eyes are getting misty

Over you

Any heart I had would ache for you

I'll do whatever I have to

These owlbear arms belong with you...around you


Oh don't be afraid of me

Oh don't be afraid of me

Oh don't be afraid of me

Oh don't be afraid of me



I don't know how the end the song when it goes on so very long.

I'm trying to figure out what to say, but I don't know I'm not good at this

And now I'm sitting alone in my room and nobodies home.

(At this point I am not writing the rest as it rambles and talks about hitting his D into the table and going to the doctor and being called an idiot and wondering why he is still doing the song.)