Her next presentation a new dictionary
As a matter of fact they are", she said
"These apples are delicious
"These apples are delicious
I want to be consumed
I sent her a postcard from somewhere near Lethebridge
As a matter of fact they are", she said
And wondered if it still went by rail
You get what my meanings are
Need more be said
She'd circled the word romance
I've never been big on mail
"These apples are delicious
"Can all this fruit be free, free?"
But some things go too far, too far, too far
As a matter of fact they are", she said
Will I ever tire, will I ever tire?
I shaved her name in my head
Sometimes I stammer and mix up my grammar
I'm trying to sing in tune
She wrote me a letter as big as a phone book
Wondering will I ever tire
Falling in love, catching fire
I know I am sometimes headstrong
I'm not trying to sing a love song
And as she beheld it, she said I misspelled it
So enthusiastic a little bit drastic
"Can all this fruit be free?"
I've never been frightened of being enlightened
