Cause you're sweet, green and gullible,
Crazy and colourful,
You're just my kinda girl.
I supply the hyperbole,
Semantic embroidery
To wrap around my baby.
And I can't stay away from you,
It's just so hard to do
Cause I'm in love with you.
You, you turn me right into
French velvet (powder blue)
All when you say you love me too.
If I can't back it up,
The words, will they be good enough?
Take my empty love,
Sweet and tender but
In the end it's just
Bus station poetry.
I'm not what I used to be,
Detached from reality.
Honey bee sweet,
Trusting and weak,
You're green and you're gullible.