When you claw me like a cat, I'm beaming
I like the way you squeeze my hand
Pulling me into another dream,

A lucid dream.

I'm getting lost in your curls

I'm getting crushed out on the things
that only I should see
not for boys, they're just for me

Hurry to talk, from far away

Put on the dress that I like

It makes me so crazy, though I can't say why
Keep on your stockings for a while
Some kind of magic in the way you're lying there