Told you time and time again to stop borrowing my sweater,
Ricky, and I won't say it again.
Again and again my angora is stretched out of shape.
Now I love your really I do but I'm through with missing mascara
So buy your own so I can know where my universe is when I need it.
Vindictive as i am, I want you to be happy,
Even though it's 1972, and the rent is due, and because of you
Simply existing is a delicate balance on polished platforms.
The life we live is truly absurd and wonderful and I want more
If you do too then I suggest you come through cuz guess what, baby,
The rent is due!
Eviction is a deadly affliction for chronic freaks like you and me.