Over My Head

It's pretty cute the way she tucks me in at dawn

And how I pray that I never should sin again

Uh oh

Here it comes

It's going over my head

It's over my head

In the gas her eyes are imagined

And what she sees cannot be detected

It's over my head

That, she said, and that went by

This, she says, and this may too

Oh no

There it goes

It's over my head