Whole milk is best,
And then there’s choice, which screams for skim,
Which demands water instead of cream;
Just to have a voice, just to have a choice.
Skim is not even healthy. And choice is only a dream.
We waste our life because we have to have this and that,
But you look great in simple clothes, and you don’t need a fancy hat.
You can choose God, or you can choose him—
And since I found you, the only face who makes me glad,
I live the best and only the best, and now I know that choice is bad.
