I fear you calling me
I fear you spoiling me
Underneath the heartache
Fanny’s ploy.
Fanny’s goy.
God didn’t bake those little green apples.
On Rich Man’s Hill.
The rich man’s pill?Cockayne
Lull her sigh angled flight
Singe a psalm with me.
Singed my pan again
This is no way to say good’s nigh.
Take this schmaltz
Make this false
Dance me to the band above.
Dance me with your hands of love
The pose of Tralee.
The clothes of a bee.
Annie’s rung.
Annie’s Jung.
Zany blung