Hip-hip, hooray   Talk to me and I'll be a saint   Take off your clothes   Grave-starved ghost   And don't be ashamed      If I'm watching, don't stop talking   Just stop walking, ooh, ooh      You sat and stared   In your grandmother's chair   In that favorite room   And he drunkenly   Five for three pressing on you      Oh, darling, stop talking   And stop walking, ooh, ooh      Oh, darling, stop crying   And start smiling, ooh, ooh