I'll chew through the ropes That are holding you down When your beauty is a memory I'll still be around My fabulous past – what good is it now? As your song floats down Over the town I was a bubble in a spirit level I was insane I hung out all strung out In the February rain To forget all the years I was calling your name As your song floats down Over the town So let's toss out the false and Bring in the true Let's ring out the old and Ring in the new New things to care about New things to hope I'm gonna steal from the happy songs Ellington wrote Leave a world in the pocket of my winter coat As your song floats down Over the town What am I gonna do with you? I'll tie you up with black ribbons Tie you up with black ribbons The days became weeks The weeks became months There's so many things I've finished Which you haven't even begun Watched as a good thing turned into junk As your song floats down Over the town Lola was a kitten in a paper bag Running up from the subway and into a cab Whatever she wore She could never look bad As your song floats down Over the town What am I gonna do with you? What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do with you? What am I gonna do? I'll tie you up with black ribbons Tie you up with black ribbons Tie you up with black ribbons I'll tie you up with black ribbons Black ribbons Black ribbons Tie you up with black ribbons Black ribbons