Baby, and my head is on backwards, and my feet at funny angles And every time I take a step, we're moving forwards faster And maybe I can take it, baby, when my body's intact And in an ordinary fashion, and everything I try to leave behind is still beside me I've done my breakfast, staring up alone, she's frozen but she's fun I'm going crazy, oh, she's getting crazy Lazy, and lying on your belly, with a Super Bowl of cola Looking at your bone and crows, you're on for three days only With a cookie and a coaster, baby I wish I could loan her, to vodka and cola But you're doing this telephone, it's so hard to say it's hopeless And we ain't gonna make it now She's drunk on old cartoons, liquid TV afternoons Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me sad Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me sad Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me sad I'm drunk on you, baby It's not exciting, but you know it I'm drunk on you, baby It's not exciting, but you know it Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me sad Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me sad Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me sad Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me sad Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me sad Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me sad