their air

And i wish i met her
in a elevator
going up to the 5th floor
we made love going up

No i wish i met her,
if it were any better
if i saw her eating,
then she's spit in a cup

and when she'd see me
we would fall in love and we
would tell everyone one that each were the one
and we would love eachother
and we wouldn't bother, with anyone else...

And when I saw her again, i noticed i loved her again
though nothing of this happened, i'm still going strong
Love doesn't need all this show and shine to be satisfied just try and just love

oh, yeah and don't even bother, I will last so much longer if the the weights of heaven aren't falling from above.

busy bum holes are clogging up the super market doors...
yes
and busy asses don't seem to know what it means..
to be in the middle, apart from it all, they don't know how... they'll never know how....
busy bum holes are clogging up le super marcher BUSY BUM HOLES ARE ALL THAT YOU CAN SEE