The Quiet One

I wanna tie you up
And grind you up
To keep you here for me
I wanna make you lie
Oh let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
What kind of drugs have you done tonight
Cause you’ve got a face like a lava light
Gong bell and the bats in the belfry banging
I can’t ever tell what you’re thinking
She gets upset by the setting sun
And I like you my little quiet one
I like you
I like when you’re quiet
Well chitty chatter chat that’s the hardest partest
And I never knew you were a performance artist
But theres a mean streak in your flower basket
I had a question I could never ask you
And I’m as friendly as they come
But I like you my little quiet one
I like you
I like when you’re quiet
I like you
Well I like when you’re quiet
I’m gonna tie you up
And grind you up
To keep you hear for me and my dear
I wanna make you a part of my
Collection by on high
Won’t just stand there and wonder
Or fumble and touch you
But I hope that this never ends
Well join the circle of the conversation
Do you need to know my to know my desperation
I’ve given up the chairs and the clothes and the house
But I need someone who cares if I’m around
And you can measure my language by the ton
But I like you my little quiet one
I like you
I like when you’re quiet
I like you
Well I like when you’re quiet
I like you
Well I like when you’re quiet