As the tears go by The sound of your telephone reaction Make me feel wise That's the state that used to live in traction. So we're all wrapped up Like a present from an Aunt that you don't like And we're all waxed up On the sly for the ghosts of a new life Why can't we see, that it's overtime Why can't we see that's plain old done Showing off all your big love Showing off all your big hurt Show me now what it was worth, when it's said and done! As the night plays out Who licked the bowl of this loving situation. Oh just take me now. All fight no play makes for dreary conversation! And we're all low down. Like an alligator cursed with a slow bite! And we'll all go down... but not so much in the way that you might like.