Then crying, my eyes fall out and dangle on a string   My grasp stinks and the fun is yous as long as i'm in   I'll get out but it needs more than big tender shouts   When i'm free we can get it on with bitter honey      I'll try i'll cry I buy Get away from you   You tell love hell nice smell and it's with her now   A pick up truck in luck that you've got me now   In time we're fine drink wine cos im rid of her      I will get out and you will phone   When i get out where is my home      I'll try get away from you.