I can’t see you through my green fog But I know you’re there And I can’t hear what you say But I know she’s enjoying it. You’re standing in the kiddie pool You actually stoop that low She reeks of one night stands When I said I promoted free love I never thought of you
I never thought of you And what you could do with that power It’s my privilege to be mad After several longing glances I crawl back and withdraw from your spell Unknown to your foreign eyes I keep my lust to myself While you spread yours all over her And I want to scream out But then you would know who I am