I've got a little bag of buskets in my cookie jar

I've got a little cup of coffee in my head

I've got an awful big 'peace' of sugarpie when i look at you



You make me

You make me



You make my heart spin round



I am paralized by the words i hear

I spell your name and back again

I want to have you all around

I want to catch your orange brown



Monday is bleeding

Tuesday is crying

Wednesday is laughing

Thursday i'm alone

Friday is the day before

I will cook you diner

Saturday is hopefully

Sunday when you think of me

I am bored to death



How can i believe you

When you don't even understand



You make me

You make me...



You make my heart spin round



I am paralized by the words i hear

I spell your name and back again

I want to have you all around

I want to catch your orange brown...