I feel lovely
To live in a bachelors pad
I feel lucky
But its not my choice to feel bad
Its not weary
No matter how sad that I roll
Cause here by your side
Im so pious and kind
Oh i love your stadium soul
Ive been nervous
I love you too much my dear
Its not murder
But thank you for waiting five years
Whats so impressive
its there is no doubt in my mind
Ill just say
I get by with your way
Oh its such a beautiful crime
Love you till Im ninety-nine
I have to be affected
I had to be the schmuck
Who tries to be smart
I had to be obsessive
In my compulsion
In the effort of playing my part
So dont relax me
Mr Gatsby
And leave thy bachelors home
Cause
Here by your side
Im so pious and kind
oh i love your stadium soul