i've got a big-big-big heartbeat, yeah
i think you are the sweetest thing
i wear a coat of
feelings and they are loud
but i've been having good days
and do you think we are the right age
to start our own peculiar wayswith good and friendly homes?

you get me freaked freaked freaked on preakness
i've never met a girl that
likes to drink with horses
and knows her chinese ballet
i must admit you smell like
fruity nuts and good grains
but could you show my purple gaze
a thing or two at night?
i'm sick sick sick to kiss you
and i think that i would vomit
but i'll do that on mondays
i don't have to work then
i like it when i bump you
on accident and in truth cases
i'm humbled in your pretty limbs
i'll hold you, don't you go
sometimes i'm quiet
and sometimes you're 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 waresa trapeze or a bird cage
and even if it's empty
it definitely fits the room
and we would too

And I go-go-go on, yeah
I talk too much about you
their ears are getting tired
of me singing all the night through
and let's just talk togetheryou with me, and me, you
and if there's nothing much to say
well, silences are gold

i've gotta big-big-big heartbeat, yeah
i think you are the sweetest thing
i wear a coat of
feelings and they are loud
but i've been having good days
and do you think we are the right age
to start out own peculiar ways
with good and 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 nakedand 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 methere's a feeling 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
dont want it to stop'cause stories of your brother
make my crush high drop
and you couldn't really know
'cause it's in my toes
and sometimes i wonder
where'd that crush high go?
crush high
then i go and take some pills
'cause i can't do all my duesand still feel ill
you get that whooooooo!
you get that whooooooo!
you get that whooooooo!
you get that whooooooo!
you get that whooooooo!
you get that whooooooo!