It's ten o'clock in the afternoon

You'd better come by here soon

Or I'll go out of my mind

The wind has been unkind

Some idiot untied all five

And locked them in my room



"Don't do anything important," you said,

"With anybody else.

They xxxx it up for you my friend."



But I lie on your bed and I touch your head

And your hair is as soft as the fox fur you wear

And my head feels sweet again

Ahhhh...



I sit here skulling wine

Yeah I'm smoking all the time now.

It's hard living your life

On a knife edge

You either cut your feet and die where you bleed

Or fall of the edge



"Don't do anything important," you said,

"With anybody else.

They xxxx it up for you my friend."



But I lie on your bed and I touch your head

And your hair is as soft as the fox fur you wear

And my head feels sweet again

Ahhhhh...