I feel lovely
To live in a bachelors pad
I feel lucky
But its not my choice to feel bad
Its not weary
No matter how sad that I roll

Cause here by your side
Im so pious and kind
Oh I love your stadium soul

Ive been nervous
I love you too much my dear
Its not murder
But thank you for waiting five years
Whats so impressive
its there is no doubt in my mind

Ill just say
I get by with your way
Oh its such a beautiful crime

Love you till Im ninety-nine

I have to be affected
I had to be the schmuck
Who tries to be smart
I had to be obsessive
In my compulsion
In the effort of playing my part

So dont relax me
Mr Gatsby
And leave thy bachelors home

Cause
Here by your side
Im so pious and kind
oh I love your stadium soul