Sweetest Girl

She gets her moves right from the front page and begs

Me

Ooh I've got the sweetest girl

She is the product of uncertainty

The treasure I sought

A wonder grinning and gold

So much for the soft words she never told：that I would

Have to wait so many steps behind

Forgive me

I don't mean to trouble you

I will move the parade an inch behind the starting

Line

Forgive me I don't mean to trouble you but I feel so miserable

Now she likes to touch only when I'm sleeping

It keeps me dreaming of a sweeter girl

One with a generalized impurity

She's abruptly the queen

Suddenly fit for the crown

Probably the reason she don't need me now

But I prefer things much more spiritual

So I'll stay a step behind

Forgive me

I don't mean to trouble you

I will move the parade an inch behind the starting

Line

Forgive me I don't mean to trouble you but I feel so miserable

She gets bored

If there were a photographic record

You could watch her as she pulls the rope to move back

The floor and let the world fly out from under me

I'll act my age

But if there's any reason

Then I reason it's a reasonably good time to stage

My routine routine：melodramatic love affair

Forgive me

I don't mean to trouble you

I will move the parade an inch behind the starting

Line

Forgive me I don't mean to trouble you but I feel so miserable

We're all miserable