Well it's not what you think But it is that the wish brought you into this web Full of bees, found you in the glue and began their stinging Who could have guessed you'd be out on a stretcher After your home stretch Oh, popped and bruised And still you heal at least till it fits through They trust you, just to your own feet And keep you here for a whole week Cause you're acting [?] crazy And keep you here for a whole week The state house is a tad fixed by you Kick your dirty feet upon that web With all those bees Now your poor leg's sticky, oh what a bad scene Who could have guessed You'd be down for a spell but out on a new bed Figured you know I will put the kid in me, will you let him go? Trust me, just to my own feet And keep me up for a whole week Baby you feel so crazy You keep me up for a whole week They trust you, just to your own feet And keep you here for a whole week Cause you're acting [?] crazy And keep you here for a whole week