I spend my days Locked up in the bathtub each time I let the water run I think about these feelings I can't shake Out of my worried mind Will I get to start on Before the age of twenty-five Don't you hear the countdown jingle? While in my bath I'm making While in my bath I'm making bubbles I wish I was a beetle Things would be much more simple I could crawl a stranger Through your thought Climb up your legs and knees Oh, let me please I mean one, two, three Until it makes you dizzy And at the end you'll want to know me Down on your Persian knees Don't you hear the countdown jingle? While in my bath I'm making While in my bath I'm making bubbles I wish I was a beetle Things would be much more simple Don't you hear the countdown jingle? While in my bath I'm making While in my bath I'm making bubbles While in my bath I'm making While in my bath I'm making bubbles While in my bath I'm making While in my bath I'm making bubbles I wish I was a beetle Things would be much more simple