Fool

Reading the newspaper

Think about it later

Yesterday was everything all right

Remember the kiss and her lips

As she was close to you with her hips

Yesterday seemed everything all right

You gave away the moment

A first class movie without an end

Yesterday was everything all right

Well you got her number

Not that hard to lumber

Remember you were skin tight

Shy, shy, shy

Fly so high

Deny, deny

Kiss the sky

As it all began

With a tolling bell

Out of your reach

In a heart to bleach

I don’t know your problems

If there are some ask a monk

But only you got this kind of might

Oh, her skin is very smooth

And the blandishing way she smells

Yesterday seemed everything all right

Your life will have no message

Just like the song you wrote

You don’t have any kind of might

Maybe she is your messiah

And maybe just heart’s desire

Shy, shy, shy

Fly so high

Deny, deny

Kiss the sky

As it all began

With a tolling bell

Out of your reach

In a heart to bleach

Fly so high

Kiss the sky

Out of your reach

In a heart to bleach