 
Tsk Tsk(a crush is a crush)
The  scene swept along in a rush    
shudder worry hiccups, I guess a    
crush is a crush. You said my    
heart was a map I fold and fill    
with paper bats that I move with    
my hand along a cloud sky. Tsk tsk    
tsk, I'm not the one here shaking    
there bones like a manic, if I am    
misstressed well I only act to    
react baby.  We only attrack to    
attach. We all get down to    
chit-chatter beats the thump of    
the club, the blush of her cheek,    
so we all all get down with sugar    
boys and candy girls. I guess a    
crush is a crush or so it's said    
to be, paper bats in the air won't    
let me be, so we all get down with    
sugar boys and candy girls. They    
fold us in half as they hum along,    
it wasn't suppose to be such a    
sing-a-long, so tsk tsk tsk.
