Hey There, Mrs. Lovely

Well girl sometimes I feel just a boy
Put here on the earth for you to toy round with
I’m the plastic 3-inch armies you destroy
I’m the monster under neath your bed y’ain’t afraid of yet
She let me in
And I feel all right
Yeah I feel all right
Hey there Mrs. Lovely are you coming out to play
I’ve been stranded on your door step every night and day
And I want you so bad but when you cry I get scared
Wanna dry your eyes with cinnamon and pears
You used to only want your two front teeth
But Christmas time it came it went, you ended up with me
And we started playing Twister with our tongues
We probably should have scrapped the game and gave ourselves some hugs
And I toy with you
And you toy with me
Can you stop this shit please?
Hey there Mrs. Lovely are you coming out to play
I’ve been stranded on your door step every night and day
And I want you so bad but when you cry I get scared
Wanna dry your eyes with cinnamon and pears
And pears
And pills
And pills