in days of olde when the parts were real
and love was something connected to what you feel
i’ll think of you in lovely lovely dreams
where nothing can be relied upon or so it seems

goodbye
to my old hat
i’m through now with all all of that
hello what’s new
i’m so glad to have met you

i know you must get queasy
sniffing around for sympathy
but your question bleeds and your question begs
but i forgive you i do
at least i really want to
but your absolution’s pissing down my leg

goodbye
to my old hat
i’m through now with all all of that
hello what’s new
i’m so glad to have met you

in days of olde when the parts were real
and love was something connected to what you feel
feel feel