She wants more things she can love and get them under her control she wants your candy so you put it in her lips while her teeth are made of jelly and her tongue is made of honey what would Freud say that you're kissing your own brain you are too shy try to fuck somebody tonight she makes a move - you can't sleep counts the stars - makes a wish then flies up - (and) you're in grave you're so dead while she's still dancing ooh when you realize this girl's just got you down you'll find yourself in coma and you'll never see the sun again you did it to yourself we did it to ourselves what would Freud say that you're kissing your own brain ooh! you are too shy try to fuck somebody tonight dreams are so wet pleasure swims in your head ooh! you are so shy try to get the blame out of your mind