all curled up just like a scare that a candle lit all prepared to take the high chair and i'll swear it doesn't matter where i sit when there's something to compare i'll get on with it or admit there's really nothing there i should remember where that fit i remember you were thinkin it was something i said to your friend it was a compliment my mind was in the gutter now and then they will walk away the night in the civilized air so come on and put your cards in maybe on the second try you'll win all curled up inside a basket i don't know should i ask if i can watch it go backwards and see it shine