I'm not sure what a man is made of
Is he anything but sticks and glue
Is underneath a creamy middle with a little bit of love
Or is he just what he do
What he do
In the middle of a summer night
I've got the summer frights
And my face is upside-down
Got a record that I think you'd like
Or I wish you'd liked
But needle's spinning inside out
Inside out
And my face is on
And my ears are on
And my legs are on fire for what I can't have
Cause my eyes are on
And my hair is on
And my heart is on
Fire for you
She's become my blueberry queen
Two cups of coffee and a magazine for her royal highness please
My blueberry queen
Two cups of coffee and a magazine for her royal highness please
And i don't know that this road will do but my brakes are cut
And I got no glue
Even if there's another way
The sun's coming up
And i don't think you should stay
No i don't think you should stay
But my nose is on
And my chest is on
And my liver's on fire for what i can't have
Cause my nose is on
And my liver's on
And my chest is on fire for you
She's become my blueberry queen
Two cups of coffee and a magazine for her royal highness please
My blueberry queen
Two cups of coffee and a magazine for her royal highness please