grapefruits!
Love is when I ask you where you are in the morning
and you reply from the kitchen that you are making something
I am patient, I am aching
and while I'm baking in a ray of spring sun I wonder if we're faking this
love, this crescent moon, this staking of territory wherein
I know where you are
and you know me as well
and I know that
Someday you are going to barbecue my heart, well
I will fry yours in a vat of hot blubber
lover, loved one, please be my projection
If love is anything at all, it is just a selection
Love is a urinary tract infection, yeah, you know
You prove that you know me, you put work in affection
You hear my inflection, my culinary predilections
And after ten minutes you return to our sheets
With a plate of perfection:
You've cut my grapefruit into sections.
and you reply from the kitchen that you are making something
I am patient, I am aching
and while I'm baking in a ray of spring sun I wonder if we're faking this
love, this crescent moon, this staking of territory wherein
I know where you are
and you know me as well
and I know that
Someday you are going to barbecue my heart, well
I will fry yours in a vat of hot blubber
lover, loved one, please be my projection
If love is anything at all, it is just a selection
Love is a urinary tract infection, yeah, you know
You prove that you know me, you put work in affection
You hear my inflection, my culinary predilections
And after ten minutes you return to our sheets
With a plate of perfection:
You've cut my grapefruit into sections.