check the clock;
give me the time of day.
i made a wish everytime i saw the     number two
but what's the point in pairs
if you haven't got time to choose?

dinner's getting cold;
ice is melting on the floor.
ive got a funny hat
for my balancing act
and I pretend it's a matter-of-fact

i am a renaissance woman
i am of a golden age
with satire and lust dripping from every page
bind me tight to stand up straight
wind me up im going,

going

gone