Teresa is blue yes its true but not always so, for cheesy is as cheesy begets, Teresa is
blue teresa is cheesy theres no help to that cant help my self now, its in my blood shes
under my skin like a germ she infects me so gets me giddy and diddy my mind floats on
a teresa golden cloud filled with her blueness and blue ink i cant help my self im lost in
her, away i go off i go, there i go teresa's swept me away in her winds, i cant help it, im
in it, im in her, shes in me, she runs my blood now so cold, where oh where is the blue
that is teresa im so cheesy because shes in my blood, my skin does crawl with out her to
make it still shes in my blood like a germ with no purpose but to be how blue she is