Sally called 'n said to tell you that it wasn't gonna get any easier,
heard you were bad, she was glad,
you were gone, it was somethin you were on
hey diddle diddle.

I'm eating tylanol; swimming in alcohol;
hoping the kicking would stop.
I'm wearing your jeans again,
I just slid into them;
I'm light as a feather -

lay your head down, listen to my heart, I'm building cities to your name.

Sally called 'n said to tell you that she knew it wasn't gonna get any easier,
you belly bawled and crawled
and she was enthralled to see that
you had actually made it through.

I'm eating tylanol...