Lyrics:
Recognition stains your eyesMy, it's funny how time fliesMaybe it's the liquorNothing but a flickerHow's my little girl?Is it really better now?Underneath the linesUnderneath the signsUnderneath the curlsHow's my little girl?Make the mark in borrowed timeWords can soften any crimeNever mind the scandalsThe lotions or the candles (ch)And there's nothing in your eyesAnd there's nothing you can hideAnymoreThe temptation of a second lookTo take back the chances that you tookMaybe it's the liquorNothing could be quicker (ch)