Interpret:

Television

Album:

Television

She bought a wig 
It was all scrunched up 
Then she put it right on my shoe. 
You're a crocodile, 
That's what you are, 
With a crooked smile 
That I like so much, 
You know I just can't think 
No I just can't think 
But I like the things we do 


My partner in dismay 
You don't have to feel this way, 
Maybe she'll walk out on this tune, 
This tune 
This tune 


No doubt one night the statues start to walk, 
And maybe talk a little too, 
We could run right out 
And paint them green and gold 


My partner in dismay 
Don't like to feel this way, 
Maybe she'll walk out on this tune, 
This tune 
This tune 


Magic, just last night, 
In a dream of course, 
So sweet, you touched my knee, 
I can't tell you now how good that felt 


My partner in dismay 
Don't like to feel this way, 
Maybe she'll walk out on this tune, 
This tune 
This tune 
My partner in dismay 
Don't like to feel this way, 
Maybe she'll walk out on this tune, 
This tune 
This tune