I N F A T U A T I O N. I N F A T U A T I O N. I N F A T U A T I O N. I N F A T U A T I O N. . I got this little problem that I cannot control. You put my heart in jail but now it's on parole.
Ive got a little hunch that. There is something going on now. The clothes I bought, the friends Ive got. My teacher had a meltdown. . Then I look at me and I start to see.
I remember like it's yesterday. The song we used to sing. What was it's name. Danced together till the break of day. And I knew I'd never be the same.
Julie wants to get out of town. She needs to settle down. Move to a place where no one knows her. . Lisa just had to get away. Nothing could make her stay.
Sexy hair, gorgeous smile. He's the most perfect guy I've come across, in a while. Sensitive, real sweet. He even watches Desperate Housewives, with me.
Guess it's over. Call it a day. Sorry that it had to end this way. No reason to pretend. We knew it had to end. Some day. This way. Guess it's over. The kicks are gone.
She looks, like she just stepped through the shower. Thionk of a good thing, think of a good thing. Noice is in, Noice is in the avenue. While you go, like you once did.
I was in a house, my baby in the wood. The place was small and it smelt of sleep. Where we were building a world. Where we were building a world. (chorus).
Yeah-vaseline, put some pepper on it. Maybe margerine, into a crank rank. Yeah-ultramarine. Let me out, of this can of beans. Let me out, of this can of beans.
Holes in the ground. They're just circles if they weren't. They could be square. If only they weren't round. And March is only a month within days. (chorus).
I fucking give-up. You're in, so late, and I am so happy. Just looking, so sorry, for being so sad. That worm pie you made me. You made me, eat for the butcher.
This is the last day of your life. Not in 3D. Instead in 2D, flat, don't pull me out. I like the snow and better still. I like it when you're not around.
Two foot tall and mad as hell. I make you a good one no?. Pick up the knife and spoon. I have an amazing prowess in June. Structured up and evil too. I got my evil eye on you.
On an advert, of the late show. That's where she goes. She's got a chat show and she gets old. And she wants to look gold. Every magazine and paper. There's an interview with her.
And all I ever say. Got tangled along the way. And our communication chain is years away from functioning. It's a gap, just don't explain. (chorus). Yeah and you're only 15.
It might be a star where you are. But it's just the light of a passing car. You might be witnessing lights in the sky. But it's just a reason for the work why.
Dumb bitch when I stop it's not for you in the road (yeah). Not as you think, some sort of love code (yeah). Suicide was an option for me. You'd like to think it was for you.
All the little children, can you see them?. Yes, they are all sleeping. Professor Yaffle spoils your fun. Sunday's always boring, boring. Sitting on the toilet, waiting to come.
How you bloody shame on the bus. Your trousers come undone. Throw another groupie on the fire. Cup of tea and a slice of desire. I fed fly, she bell dry.
If you say something, how do you know that I'll remember it?. I don't wanna hear the workmen working. But you say it's ok because they're digging your ditch.