Now Keely waits it out Well she's only young enough for some things Healing the sick and dumb In low on the radar, the smoking gun Were moving fast enough to function Fast enough to function Baby it's me Cause I seem to think in twos and threes So find your open door In through the skin-tight sound And keep that love underground Busy scenery So transfixed on transparent things An eye for her tiger a bee for her bloom She crosses her fingers and crosses the room So catch your salted tears Before they hit the ground And keep that love underground And keep that love underground So keep that love under! Ooo ooooo ooooo oooo Ooo ooooo ooooo oooo Ooo ooooo ooooo oooo Ooo ooooo ooooo oooo