She looked sun-soaked at christmas,
She put tape over blisters,
I had, I'm up and missed her go,
Ah f*ck, we took the piss and wrote of list on how to toe the rope,
Who knows where we drove,
I fixed the scope on my own,
Weren't supposed to see most of what we saw,
We know the business,
I mean, she blow me kisses,
I feel like photosynthesis,
I grow like a seed,
My life, it goes from bliss to bliss,
I miss the whisk and dough though,
No more, wishing to vote,
I'm grown, the photo on the pages of passports don't really fit me no more,
I missed the boat and I thought I'd swim regardless,
Going for the farthest of the pack,
I know the parlour from the shack,
I know a martyr from a hack,
I know she harder to crack, we spinning globes and putting markers on the map,
Nose full of whiskers,
No time, for chauvanism,
I feel, i've grown into it,
I tend to overwhelm myself, and those around me,
Broke up out it,
Show me fountains,
What a feeling,
What's the meaning of it all,
We fall and hit the ceiling.
It's warm,
I'll dip my feet in,
Please call,
I miss the beeping,
It's warm,
I dip my feet in.