I Made Your Dress
I Laid It Out
On The Couch You BoughtThat I Picked Out

I Titter And Coo
Like A Cartoon
I Congratulate You
Then I Leave The Room

I Made Your Dress
I′m Bleeding Out
On The Couch You Bought
That I Picked Out

I Do A Little Move
To A Giggling Flute
I Preen And I Plume
Like A Buffoon