earthy bearthy
bossy, angry
isn't this a perfect love
if I could stop the world from
turning round and round and round and round
the world turn round and all I see is
eartha on me, soft and boney
isnt it a sinful love
sweet as honey, strangely funny
how can other mad men meshed in chain
conjur such an angel in my name
arent you the freshness of a dream
if only I could protect you from me
if only but i fear it will be my fault
if ever my dear you act adult
and round and round and round and round
the world turn round and all i see is
round and round and round and round and round
the world turn round and all i see
if only you could learn not of man, rude
if only you could go on in the nude
if only but i fear it will be my fault
if ever my dear you act adult
and sad as though my dear but when im gone
and you have a child all of your own
and round and round and round and round
the world turn round and all i see
