My Miniature Band

My minature band, my diminutive combo
We tour the eastern bedrooms
We rock the scratched up hatch backs
My minature band, we want to make you tingle
Set fire to bonsai trees, with .9V batteries
This is how we show you
How much we are in love
A little stoke, the lightest touch
This is how we show you
When we’ve loved enough
We just talk and wait for luck
My minature band, will slip in your breast pocket
Quicken your lazy heart beat
When it pumps a little slow