Zephyr

You mean if ever

I'm in any kind of

Great big mess or trouble



Quasi

I'd be right there

We'd be a pair



Zephyr

You mean you'll never

Leave me all alone

We'll always be

A double, we two?



Quasi

That's the arithmetic

I'd stick with you



Zephyr

Just say we're

Hanging by a rope

Above an evil witch's brew pot

It's bubbling blue

With sticky goo

Our rope gives way

And then we crash

And make a splash

Inside her stew pot of glue



Quasi

Even if you're sticky slick

I'd stick with you



Through all the thin and thick

Closer than frack and frick

We two will do the trick

I'd stick with you



Fast as the clock can tick

I'd be there just as quick

No one I'd rather pick

I'd stick with you.