And nobody was really sure
If he was from the house at all,
In a prior life, Fernando,
The whole line of bees crashed to the ground
What a nice surprise
When your rabbit dies,
I get scary eyes, I get scary eyes
Your smile is a big disguise
Can you help me?
Thought you were my friend,
All those tulips covered with oil
You're free to leave the key in my pie.
Stomp on your fingers
The blame is on me.
I get no clowns, when I get home again
Round the furniture, mother and child