Cotton candy and a rotten mouth
You know you're so [bad word] up
You know I couldn't help but have it for you

And everybody knows the way I walk
And knows the way I talk
And knows the way I feel about you
It's all a bunch of [bad word] And there's nothing to do around here
It's totally [bad word] up
I'm totally [bad word] up
Wish you were here

And streets that only turn to boulevards
And houses with back yards
and it's raining like [bad word] on the cars
And everybody knows the way I walk
And knows the way I talk
Knows the way I feel about you
It's all a bunch of [bad word] And there's nothing to do around here
It's totally [bad word] I'm totally [bad word] Wish you were here

And if I could have my way
We'd take some [bad word] And we'd smile
We'd smile
We'd smile
But not tonight, my dear
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here