Well I wish we knew as we sit here stewin' in a Hollywood studio As we make mistakes and the ba** drum breaks And we ask "Will she ever show?" Because she comes and goes but everybody knows when the lady comes around Cause the room goes away and everybody plays and we're the happiest men in town Sweet muse won't you please send it on through All this music comes from you So let them tunes....roll on through Sweet muse can you hear me callin' you? Now you can play them tracks until it breaks your back So just keep that girl in mind Cause if the muse ain't there we ain't goin' nowhere and you'll never know what she's like She might play the harmonica, sing like Veronica Blush when she's outta tune She might have guitar picks and strawberry lipstick kisses in the afternoon Sweet muse, you're alive, you're alive When you're here it feels so right Stay for tonight...stay for my life Sweet muse, can't you hear me callin' you?