Marcia throw your latex gloves away
You've touched the world now, I would say
You don't need to stand for anything more
Marcia, than the Kleenex on the floor
Dino and Elijah fly into the battle zone
Marcia and Etrusca sitting bravely by the phone
Love them like you'll never live without them
And then leave them on their own
Marcia throw your latex gloves away
You've touched the world now, I would say
You don't need to stand for anything more
Marcia, than the Kleenex on the floor
Dino and Elijah in the hundred year crusade
Marcia and Etrusca watch their photo album fade
Hold it like you'll keep them there forever
And then let them not have stayed