I've gotta big big big big heart beat,

yeah I think you are the sweetest thing

I wear a coat of feelings

and they are loud

I've been having good days

Think we are the right age

To start our own peculiar ways

With good friendly homes

You get me freaked freaked freaked on Preakness

Never met a girl that

likes to drink with horses

Knows her chinese ballet

Must admit you smell like

fruity nuts and good grains

When you show my purple gaze

A thing or two at night

Make me sick sick sick to kiss you

and I think that i woud vomit

But I'll do that on mondays

I dont have a work way

I like it when I bump you

an accident's a truth gate

I'm humbled in your pretty lense

I'll hold you dont you go

Sometimes you're quiet and sometimes I'm quiet.

Hallelujah!

Sometimes I'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative,

I know....

Well i'd like to spread your perfume around the old apartment

Could we live together and agree on the same wares?

A trapeze is a bird cage

even if its empty and defintintely fits the room

And we would toooo

And my dear dear dear khalana

I talk too much about you

Their ears are getting tired of me singing all the night through

Lets just talk together

You and me and me and you

And if theres nothing much to say

Well, silence is a bore

I've gotta big big big big heart beat,

yeah I think you are the sweetest thing

I wear a coat of feelings

and they are loud

I've been having good days

Think we are the right age

To start out own peculiar ways

With good friendly homes?

Sometimes you're quiet and sometimes I'm quiet

hallelujah

Sometimes I'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative

i know....

Sometimes you hear me when others they can't hear me.

Hallelujah!

Sometimes I'm naked and thank god Sometimes you're naked.

Well, hello.....

Can I tell you that you are the purple in me?

Can I call you just to hear you,

would you care?

When I saw you put your purple finger on me

There's a feelin' in your bottle

Found your bottle, found your heart

Gives a feeling from your bottled little part

Gotta crush high

Thought I crushed all I could

Crushed all I can

then I touched your hand

Crush high

Don't want it to stop

Cause stories of your brother make my crush high pop

And you couldnt really know cause its in my toes

And sometimes i wonder whered that crush high go

Crush high

then i go and take some pills

Cause i cant do all of my dos and still feel ill

You get that whooooooo