Hip-hip, hooray
Talk to me and 
I'll be a saint
Take off your clothes
Grave-starved ghost
And don't be ashamed
If I'm watching, don't stop talking
Just stop walking, ooh, ooh
You sat and stared
In your grandmother's chair
In that favorite room
And he drunkenly
Five for three pressing on you
Oh, darling, stop talking
And stop walking, ooh, ooh
Oh, darling, stop crying
And start smiling, ooh, ooh