(You're ruling it) Thanks, Robert One, two, three ♪ For I am an engine and I'm rolling on Through endless revisions to state what I mean For sweetness alone who flew out through the window And landed back home in a garden of green ♪ And you're riding alone in the back of a steamer And steaming yourself in the warm shower spray And water rolls on off the round captain's belly Who's talking to tigers from his cafeteria tray ♪ And sweet babies cry for the cool taste of milking That milky delight that invited us all And if there's a taste in this life more inviting Then wake up your windows and watch as those sweet babies crawl away Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm Mm-mm-mm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm