Kiss me, kiss me, don’t release me, I’m a mossy log. I quit working, I hate working, I don’t want a job. Come back sweet one. I’m not the bad one. Easy, easy, words come easy, you’re out on a limb. No one’s writing, they’re just fighting, I can not blame them. There’s no meanness, Ben’s a genius, I won’t rat him out. I’m just scared of seeing someone I know when I go out. Come back sweet one. I’m not the bad one. Far away from all the action, everyone just needs a napkin. I can’t say if they were acting but I would never let them back in. Good boy, bad boy, prima donna, left a mess in someone’s sauna. I can’t help myself from laughing that no one even bothered clapping.