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