peru
I’m a headless mad hatter paradox.
I’m losing my head over you.
My thoughts are spilling into the air.
I don’t know what to do.
Don’t walk away.
Don’t ignore my touch.
Change your mind and stay.
You’ve got the arms I need so much.
I’m a headless mad hatter paradox.
Madly in love with you.
We can walk around the block.
Stop talking about Peru.
South America doesn’t want you.
Llamas will only spit.
Don’t go to where the sky is blue.
I got a lap where you can sit.
The Andes are cold and hard.
The air is thin too.
I got a washing machine in my front yard.
I’m cleaning everything for you.
The red carpet is unrolled.
I got the mail order glue.
Come back out of the cold.
I’m waiting to be stuck on you.
I’ve taken leave of my senses.
My elevator don’t go to the top floor.
I’m tearing down all the fences.
I’m ripping out the door.
Can’t you see that I’m crazy?
Crazy for your French toast.
I’ve retired Mr. lazy.
And I haven’t given up the ghost.
I’m a headless mad hatter paradox.
Madly in love with you.
We can walk around the block, honey.
Stop talking about Peru.