Floyd

I wonder how he's doing My good friend Floyd I haven't seen him for a while He's very humanoid Such a tall soul I don't know what they feed him Probably taller then his ma Or even hers by now That says a lot He's kind of weird sometimes He likes to play with fire He liked it when i hollered I did it with a smile Practice what you're used to That makes all the difference What side of town you live on How many pets you have I'll see him in the summertime I hope I recognize him I hope he thinks of me And dreams about my song