Hip-hip, hooray
Talk to me and I'll be a saint
Take off your clothes
Grave-starved ghost
And don't be ashamed

If I'm watching, don't stop talking
Just stop walking, ooh, ooh

You sat and stared
In your grandmother's chair
In that favorite room
And he drunkenly
Five for three pressing on you

Oh, darling, stop talking
And stop walking, ooh, ooh

Oh, darling, stop crying
And start smiling, ooh, ooh