Hand me a trick and a kick and your message

You'll never gain weight from a doughnut hole

Then thought that I could decipher your message

There's no one here dear

No one at all

And if I'm wasting all your time this time

Maybe you never learned to take

And if I'm hanging on to your shade

I guess I'm way beyond the pale

And southern men can grow cold

Can grow pretty

Blood can be pretty

Like a delicate man

Copper to steal to a hinge that is faltered

That let's you in, let's you in, let's you in

And if I'm wasting all your time this time

I think you never learned to take

And if I'm hanging on to your shade

I guess I'm way beyond the pale

So is yours, so is yours

Keeping you down

You told me last night

You were a sun now

With your very own devoted satellite

Happy for you

And I am sure that I hate you

Two sons too many

Too many able fires

You've been wasting my time this time

Said you never learned to take

And if I'm hanging on to your shade

I guess I'm way beyond the pale

Hand me a trick and a kick and your message

You'll never gain weight from a doughnut hole