It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam
and double pneumonia in a single room
and the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
are you laughing at me now may I please laugh along with you?

This morning I woke up from a deep unquiet sleep
with ashtray clothes and miss lonleyhearts' pen
with which I wrote for you a love song in tatoo upon my palm
'twas stolen from me when Jesus took my hand

You see I, I wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it
Drop me and I'll fall to pieces
Too easily

I was a king bee with a head full of attitude
wore my heart on my sleeve like a stain
and my aim was taboo, you
could we meet in the market place
did I ever hey please, did you wound my knees?

You see I, I wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it
Drop me and I'll fall to pieces
Yes it's too easy

There's nobody else to blame
Will I hang my head in a crying shame
There's nobody else to blame
Nobody else except my sweet self again

It took a lost weekend in a hotel in Amsterdam
twenty four gone years to conclude in tears
that the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
are you laughing at me now may I please laugh along?

I was a king bee with a head full of attitude
with an ashtray heart on my sleeve, wounded knees
and my one love song was a tatoo upon my palm
you wrote upon me when you took my hand

You see I, I wouldn't say it if i didn't mean it
Drop me and I'll fall to pieces
Too easily