Correction Lyrics Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury by Rachel Bloom

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Steve called me up, said "Wanna hang out tonight?"
We can see an indie film or just grab a bite
I said, "Oh Steve, you're cute, but a movie's not what I need."
No offense, but I'd rather stay home and read

f*ck me, Ray Bradbury
The greatest sci-fi writer in history
Oh f*ck me, Ray Bradbury

Since I was 12, I've been your number one fan
Kiss me, you illustrated man
I'll feed you grapes and dandelion wine
And we'll read a little Fahrenheit 69

You're a prolific author, Ray Bradbury

Come on, baby, I'm down on one knee
I carved our names on a Halloween Tree
You write about earthlings going to Mars
And I write about blowin' you in my car

You won an Emmy Award for the screenplay adaptation of Halloween Tree
f*ck me, Ray Bradbury
The greatest sci-fi writer in history
Oh f*ck me, Ray Bradbury

S is for space! L is for love!
S is for space! L is for love!
S is for space! L is for love!
S is for space! L is for love...

Houston: we have a throblem

f*ck me, Ray Bradbury
The greatest sci-fi writer in history
Oh f*ck me, Ray Bradbury
Oh oh oh
f*ck me, Ray Bradbury
The greatest sci-fi writer in history

Cause when you f*ck me, Ray Bradbury...
Something wicked this way will come
Something wicked this way will come
Something wicked this way will come
Something wicked this way will come
And by come, I mean ejaculate on a book

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