Never been a pretty boy, strutting out my wares
Always seemed such a simple soul, acted full without a care
and if it seems that I’m much less that and more some other things
it’s because she came to me, she came to me

Although it blisters to remember, it’s the hair that bloats to mind
And the way that she would shiver when I wetted up her spine
All the taste of that conditioner; Scandinavian scented savannah
three times wrapped around her, 3 minutes tight 3 minutes tight

It’s alright boy, it’s alright As long as you keep running I guess it’s alright
It’s alright boy, it’s alright As long as you keep running I guess it’s alright

You’re more pale than I can remember, call you moon face if you like
And every word that I have mentioned, you don’t argue, you don’t fight
Play the piano for me treasure, hit the keys both black and white
Tickle the ivories like a feather follow the dots back down, follow the dots back down

It’s alright boy, it’s alright As long as you keep running I guess it’s alright
It’s alright boy, it’s alright As long as you keep running

I always thought there would be songs written about me