How is little Thomas McGee?. Thomas McGee, he swallowed a key. did he die, little Thomas McGee?. . Holly, Holly just let him be. he's wiser now, little Thomas McGee.
Most sentimental nights. I'm in your sights. Shoot me down. . There ain't no enemy here. You keep me very near. And shoot me down. Shoot me down. . Your hands, they flutter up.