my mind's an ashtray full of ashes lick the tears from my eyelashes oh, whatever will i see that's good he plays a really mean guitar she smokes a really big cigar. i'd love to love ya - if only i could her love is, oh so, shiny wet - keeps a bald peacock for a pet. can you ever understand how i feel miss jenifa - my private dancer. miss nina - to whom i answer. kari sez we're the only ones who are real.
so, when i dream on sunday mornin' and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin' i wonder if my dog's in heaven, and i wonder when i'll see her again.
psychopharmacology has never found a friend in me, but i'll eat sugar cubes all day and night. those ducklings are never ugly so, she sells herself by the sea. i'll bake her a cake - be it wrong or right. the caterpillar and the spider - turn the screws a little tighter. can you ever understand my feel gail g. - my inspiration, miss denise should run the nation. isabel tortures me with sex appeal:
so, when i dream on sunday mornin' and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin' i wonder if my dog's in heaven, and i wonder when i'll see her again.
(yer really takin' me fer a ride yer a wise guy, anyway: i never had a place to hide except my brain!)
