The little girl, the black fields

Never had a way to deal with

Her old man

Now you need her, you could try it

You could burst up through the floorboards

And maybe then

I got a cold master and

She's gonna tell you

She's gonna break my back with a

Bit of amusement oh man

We're holding hands

So if the words get in the way

Hold the silence but just don't stay there

You're in the sand

When everything comes crying to you

Say bye bye goodbye to holding hands

You've got to sell it over and

I'm gonna buy you

I've got a television with

So many lines to bet on

She hasn't come home

Bobby, i'm still at home

I've got a cold master and

She's gonna tell you

She's gonna break my back with a

Bit of amusement oh man

Can we make amends?

Bobby, i'm still at home