You've told me maybe a thousand times
A smart girl would've recognized
There isn't any business in the street
I catch you wrapped up tight like a sleeping bag
You're softly twisting a piñata suspended out of reach
But I know with one good slap
I could take care of that
But who wants to loose the beast of spring?
I guess it started off slow
But it's picking up speed
Daylight catches me by surprise
And kicks my way another hole to sleep
I guess it started off slow
But it's picking up speed