Baby wants to get in the money
Oh she wants to share it with me
On Tuesdays we go walking,

Talking about another degree

You can't stop kicking the heart out

And you're a practical mess
Behind links of celebrity dropouts
You're just a shepherd, but oh well


What makes the wild wind whistle?
What makes the birdies sing?

I'm hutched down in a huddle,
Talking about another ring


But oh, you're 25 for an hour
And I'm related to it,
For hearts that don't make sense


If music is my lover
You are just a tease

You make love to a shadow
Whose face is hallow money