after you pushed my heart over i was out for a week i could feel it beating under the sheet i'm all nerves you think i look like a harp now your shoes on my belly the bed full of dirt but i feel it beating softly under the sheet when i get lazy i act like i'm crazy but your manners just send me straight into bed you and the rest of you's boots and all and the fever the donkey harp heart is still the king sure you can make me blue but you can't change how i feel about you i can feel it beating under the sheet