Are you? My lady, are you?
My lady, are you? Are you?
My lady, are you? My lady, are you?
My lady, are you? Are you?

If I don't make it back from the city then,
it is only because I am drawn away.
For you see, evidently there's a dark [bad word] 
And the chain on my swing is squeaking like a mouse.

So 
Are you? My lady, are you?
My lady, are you? Are you?
My lady, are you? My lady, are you?
My lady, are you? Are you? (The rain is falling down, the cars remain)

You're tall just like a giraffe,
You have to climb to find it's head.
But if there's a glitch, you're an ostrich,
You've got your head in the sand.

In a submersible I can hardly breathe,
As it takes me inside, so the light sings.
Answer me [bad word]  do the clouds kiss you?
With meringue-coloured hair, I know they cannot.

So
Are you? My lady, are you?
My lady, are you? Are you? (The rain is falling down, the cars remain)
My lady, are you? My lady, are you?
My lady, are you? Are you? (The rain is falling down, the cars remain)

Santa Ana winds bring seasickness
Zookeeper hear me out:
How dare you go? (Cold in the rain.)

Tall just like a giraffe,
You have to climb to find it's head.
But if there's a glitch, you're an ostrich,
You've got your head in the sand.

Are you? My lady, are you?
My lady, are you? Are you? 
My lady, are you? (The rain is falling down, the cars remain)
My lady, are you? My lady, are you? Are you? 
My lady, are you? My lady, are you? Are you? (I could not be seen with you, working half the time and looking fine in cars re-made)
My lady, are you? My lady, are you? Are you?