I don't know my telephone number
But you kiss good and I'd like to
See you tomorrow
And I don't beg I pay I don't barter
And if we had a child I'd like a son
Not a daughter
'Cause she'd be just like you
You know that would not do
I'm no builder I'm no gardener
I sing some songs have a friend
Who's a photographer
There ain't no other language
I know how to speak
Some like their water shallow
And I like mine deep so very deep
Tied to the bottom
With a noose around my feet
The clouds conspire
Above my head
I overheard them
Say I wish he was dead
Today the sunset
Burned my eyes
And in the next room I hear someone cry
I like to dress up like the jury
To eat like a king to poke fun at clergy
To talk like dirt
To love yo like tar
But never fall in too fast
With my north star
While you pull your hair out
I buy the drinks at the bar
The clouds conspire
Above my head
I overheard them
Say I wish he was dead
Today the sunset
Burned my eyes
