Albatross, albatross. How callous the ocean you cross?. . I, I blame you, I blame you. For all of those things I've been through. Don't feel bad, don't upend.
I was angry and brash as a bull. You were devastatingly beautiful. I was crude, I was lewd, I was rude. I was not in the mood. . It's a peculiar stance.
New squeeze, take off your chemise. And I'll do as I please. I know I'm not any kind of heartthrob. But at the same time, I'm not any sort of sloth. .
I find you hidden there. A veiled creature of the deep. Waifish as a widow. And without sufficient sleep. . Oh, what am I supposed to think?. Do I pull you out.
Oh, don't you think. That people are the strangest things?. Design of desire. Means all that the heart requires. Is what it can't recognize, oh no, mmm.