Make me as a hollow reed, that I may play and plant thy seed. Rascal's closet may be lit, and have a needy rhyme in it. Make me as a flute of stone that when I play thy wind is blown.
Ever try to give it up? It's so hard to do. 'Cause every time we live it up, I'm so in love with you. You're all over my mind, you're takin' up a lot of my time.