Well it's not what you think
But it is that the wish brought you into this web
Full of bees, found you in the glue and began their stinging
Who could have guessed you'd be out on a stretcher
After your home stretch
Oh, popped and bruised
And still you heal at least till it fits through
They trust you, just to your own feet
And keep you here for a whole week
Cause you're acting [?] crazy
And keep you here for a whole week
The state house is a tad fixed by you
Kick your dirty feet upon that web
With all those bees
Now your poor leg's sticky, oh what a bad scene
Who could have guessed
You'd be down for a spell but out on a new bed
Figured you know
I will put the kid in me, will you let him go?
Trust me, just to my own feet
And keep me up for a whole week
Baby you feel so crazy
You keep me up for a whole week
They trust you, just to your own feet
And keep you here for a whole week
Cause you're acting [?] crazy
And keep you here for a whole week