Why is your pretty friend Wearing her collar high Why does she turn away When you look at her in the eye? It gives me the chills... It's like you to want the one The one that you couldn't keep Watch how she holds her breath And leaves when you go to sleep [Chorus] The lady's got gills There's nothing you can do about it, yeah The lady's got gills There's nothing you can do about it yeah You'd give everything you have If she'd just promise to come back From her unexplained trips to the harbor Where the tide runs black There's no sense in trading places To lock her up and keep her in the bath Or learn how to hold your breath... [Chorus] Watching from the shore No you don't want to lose her To the roar insatiable Would you rather drown than say goodbye?