Hey girl
As I've always said I prefer your lips red
Not what the good Lord made
But what he intended
Hey girl
Don't point the finger at me
I am only a rat in a maze like you
Only the dead go free
So...please, hold my hand
As we blunder through the maze
And remember
Nothing can grow without rain
(Thunder)
Don't...
Don't point your finger at me
I awoke in a fever
The bedclothes were all soaked in sweat
She said, you've been having a nightmare
And it's not over yet
Then she picked up the doggy in the window
(The one with the waggly tail)
And she put him to bed between two bits of bread