Anchors in the OrchardGrab yourself an early bedtime
Write yourself a surly headline
Don't let the blues confuse
Who knows better, who knows better
Safe the morning after
Hit your head, you need a plaster
Let the blues confuse
Who knows better, who knows better
Come To MeLion tamer's dream
On a hocus-pocus trampoline
Jumping, flying, death-defying
Ultraviolet scream
My heart begins to beat
Like a locomotive trampoline
Trouble-making, double-taking
Roller coaster dream
Foot StompI see her staring with her pretty eyes
I know she knows I know that it's a disguise
My mirror image is a pretty grin
I don't I do I don't know where to begin
She's as curvaceous as a saxophone
I'd hate I've got I'd hate to have to go home
Her hips are ribbons better left untorn
Is this , is this a dusk or a dawn
My Tummy HurtsYou've gone and done it,
Now I'm sick to the stomach with you, with you
You taught me a lesson 'cause I'm
Sick of the guessing, it's true, it's true
I'm so tired of being tired
You're so tired of being admired
I'm so tired, sick and tired of
SeesawWell, I dunno what to save
I dunno what to lose, oh
Your friends are all we talk about
Your friends are one and the same
I dunno what to break
I dunno what to bruise, oh
This love is round a roundabout
This mouth is spinning again