Some kinds of love Marguerita told Tom Between thought and expression lies a lifetime Situations arise because of the weather and no kinds of love are better than others
Some kinds of love Marguerita told Tom like a dirty French novel combines the absurd with the vulgar and some kinds of love the possibilites are endless and for me to miss one would seem to be groundless
I heard what you said Marguerita heard Tom And of course you're a boy but in that you're not charmless cause a boy is a straight line, now that finds a wealth in division and some kinds of love are mistaken for vision
Put jelly on your shoulder Let us do what you fear most That from wich you recoil but which still makes your eyes moist
Put jelly on your shoulder baby lie down upon on the carpet between thought and expression let us now kiss the culprit
I don't know just what it's all about Put on your red pajamas and find out