It's pretty cute the way she tucks me in at dawn, ooh
And how I pray that I never should sin again, ooh
Here it comes going over my head
In the gas, her eyes are imagined, ooh
And what she sees cannot be detected, ooh
Well, here it comes
It's over my head
It's over my head
It's over my head
It's over my head
That she said and that went by, ooh
This she says and this may too, ooh
Oh no, there it goes
It's over my head
It's over my head
It's over my head
It's over my head
It's over my head