So she say's "What's this about?"

Inside mahogany cyprus?

As long as we're me and you

We should not lose terrain

When we were young, we got seasick

On your seventh get off cheap

That sits with her

And the warmth of it splatters

We all can wring her neck

First, we gain new terrain

While we're young, we get seasick

On your seven soft sheets

We're upset. We are touched.

Oh, What I see

It's like no one like most you see