They don't know What they like so much about it They just go For any shiny old bauble And nobody sparkles like you... But I can't imagine it in better terms Than naked, half awake, about to shave and go to work... And I'm starting to think it could happen to me like it did to you And I'm starting to actually feel it seep through the Slick divide now I don't crack the door too far for anyone who's pushing too hard on me They don't know What they like so much about it Maybe it goes on the other side of the hallway, The writing's so small from here... But I can't imagine it in better terms Than naked, half awake, about to shave and go to work ... I won't decorate my love (x 6)