Mr. Shiver I'm glad you sent a line Euphoria's endearing But it's cold We might as well retire To the drawer where all used things resign [Chorus] Mr. Shiver, in the river You were sold You were told I do, I do If we make it over the mountain Dressed in leather, red ball and vault attire The most ironic place to be is easy Between my finger and the blade, right before I let the used resign [Chorus] You might lose the one you choose You might lose who won you times ten