"Before I ask this now wait just let me say first...
a million please pleases - please please and please worst
I really need to go to Tracy's and get some school clothes
tomorrow is school photos, and I need my white shirt, woes!"
what are little girls made of, sugar and spice and everything
nice
I stop my hammering and ponder I....
"But you think I'm fucked in the head" counter I with a vengeance
as I cut some tin and fasten some hinges
"You're nice to me when you need something and that is not cool
just like you, I am not stupid, and I am not a big fool!"
Rolls eyes and gets severely miffed...
what are little girls made of...
cinnamon and spices and softly spoken lies
we never know just how we look through other peoples eyes
"Oh that well oh uh well.... all that in your profile
how was
I suppose to know...
Ok Mark whatever now hurry up lets go...!
Oh and can I drive?" can I have the car keys can I have them please
?
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon...
Out my front door I step and already there does she sit
In the driver's side of Zero, like it was a perfect fit
What are you doing Uh hello excuse me little lady
Certainly you really must think I am crazy
And so Tina and I, Tina and I we go flying....
To Tracy's house do we go
Tina grinds the gears like a snowcone machine grinds snow
Kerblam like 50 through a turn with no stopping
I look out my window to see if my tires are popping...
Tina fetches her clothes and holds the baby with care
"You seem such a natural" say I as I stare
In a new light Tina have I never seen
It is beautiful and caring and not mean....
It is beautiful.... it is beautiful
what are little boys made of
snips and snails and puppydog tails
Soon the moment is gone as I step over the kitty
At Wally's we stop for some drinks and fake doriotes a plenty
"Are you holding on to your stuff" say I with a wink
"Get ready now are you sure hold on to your drink!"
I slam Zero into reverse and peel out in a big U
over the filling station bumps I make a big horseshoe
Zero squeals a U around the parked car beside us
As the guy inside opens his eyes wide in surprise
Thoughts and emotions and shattered dreams on silver wings
And Tina and I go flying.... we go flying
what are little boys made of
dreams and feelings and angry emotions and sighs
we never know just how we look through our very own eyes