Lyrics:

She fumbles around
She is fixin her hair
I watched you for hours
Your eyes are so dear

Caught in your rhythm
A deep dark religion
Hold your anger
Please hold it now

(In these days)
Alone in her bedroom
(In these days)
Shes fooling around
(In these days)
Shes finding it out for herself

[Chorus]
Oh and you get what you give
It gets under your skin
Youre holding me high (holding me high)
Dont hold me too high
Surprise me with you
And fly me to the moon
Youre holding me high (holding me high)
Dont hold me too soon

And in between crying
She whispers a sentence
Dont tell me Im stupid
Or out in the sun too much

Set her to rest
She is under the table
But sleeping is dangerous
Its dangerous

(In these days)
Its a self-served religion
(In these days)
Its for hunger you steal
(In these days)
Shes keeping too much for herself

Oh and you get what you give
It gets under your skin
Youre holding me high (holding me high)
Dont hold me too high
Surprise me with you
And fly me to the moon
Youre holding me high (holding me high)
Dont hold me too soon

Came in for shelter
And you tried me right on, Ive said it, Ive done it before
Now that Ive come to live
Its all Ive ever been

[Music]

Oh and you get what you give
It gets under your skin
Youre holding me high (holding me high)
Dont hold me too high
Surprise me with you
And fly me to the moon
Youre holding me high (holding me high)
Dont hold me too soon

All Ive been