ish i could turn on my light
And read my Village Voice
But layin' next to this beached whale
I haven't got the choice
He looked good at the time
I must have been out of my mind
Now i can't sleep
I can't sleep!
Hoping for a wild night
Of sexual gymnastics
But he thought he was god's gift
Selfish and sarcastic
I wanted to take him home
And i got him so i shouldn't groan
But i can't sleep
I can't sleep!
Minutes pass like hours
My eyes wide open
Staring up at the ceiling