Late fall, near February
My better half locked the cabinet
Out of sight, out of my mind
Late fall, near February
Still struggling with rat's nests one and two
Nice breath, ah, nice breath
I'm subtracted, exhumed
Put on display so I can eat
Little bottles, dark sweet extract
Put on display so I can eat
I'm basking, shining warm
They tell me, "You smell just like a cake"
I'm basking, shining warm
They tell me, "You smell just like a cake"
"You smell just like a cake"
"You smell just like a cake"
"You smell just like a cake"
"You smell just..."
Late fall near March, r.n. one says,
"I like your shoes, is that cordovan?
A little bloodshot, your eyes, I mean
I mean, are they brown?"
I'm basking, shining warm
They tell me, "You smell just like a cake"
I'm basking, shining warm
They tell me, "You smell just like a cake"
"You smell just like a cake"
They go, "You smell just like a cake"
They tell me, "You smell just like a cake"
They tell me, "You smell just..."