My mind’s an ashtray full of ashes
Lick the tears from my eyelashes
Oh, whatever will I see that’s good
He plays a really mean guitar
She smokes a really big cigar.
I’d love to love ya - if only I could
Her love is, oh so, shiny wet -
Keeps a bald peacock for a pet.
Can you ever understand how I feel?
Miss jenifa - my private dancer.
Miss nina - to whom I answer.
Kari sez we’re the only ones who are real.
So, when I dream on sunday mornin’
And my lover right beside me keeps on snorin’
I wonder if my dog’s in heaven,
And I wonder when I’ll see her again.
Psychopharmacology
Has never found a friend in me,
But I’ll eat sugar cubes all day and night.
Those ducklings are never ugly
So, she sells herself by the sea.
I’ll bake her a cake - be it wrong or right.
The caterpillar and the spider -
Turn the screws a little tighter.
Can you ever understand my feel?
Gail g. - my inspiration,
Miss denise should run the nation.
Isabel tortures me with sex appeal¡Â
So, when I dream on sunday mornin’
And my lover right beside me keeps on snorin’
I wonder if my dog’s in heaven,
And I wonder when I’ll see her again.
(yer really takin’ me fer a ride
Yer a wise guy, anyway¡Â
I never had a place to hide except my brain!)