Staring at the telly spitting something so irrelevant You just left and I'm still glowing, Freshly-sexed and never knowing if I'll have Your face that
You used to love Charlotte, now you love me. She was your little shrinking violet from across the street. And my motor-mouth is running from here to the
Velvet coat, why can't you be a little more like orange vest? Velvet coat, yes, I see you had to say these things to get them off your chest. You said
I was feeling so small I was feeling like I was any feet tall I was feeling (I was feeling) so down and out And I'm wonderin' What this life is all about
And you smile so much that the lines on your face stay in place when you're not even smiling And you are so in touch with the time and the place of this
