Anne
I've been told that you've been thinking about me
But I don't know if all my thinkins are real
Check your face with mine and see if I am smiling
Am I smiling?
My, I miss you
I'm all grown hoping you will open up our mouths filled with glue
If picking up the telephone's the hardest work i've ever known
I'll be right back, I gotta go
I cannot talk, but then again I never did and so
Check your face with mine and see if I am smiling
Am I smiling?
My, I miss you and I would take a rush of blood
To see your head a crown of loving
All I want is all I want and all I want is all I want
If all I want is all
I want to see you