Lesson #59 Lyrics

In a solution of

Sugar and water

Grapefruit your grandmother served still

Tasted bitter to me

When they fell down

30The,000 feet down

At the time the fall looked fairly enticing to me

That's not really my idea of a vacation

There's a hungry mouth for every peach

But the sugar bowl is just out of reach

But it's closer now

When I woke up

In your parent's brass bed

They weren't supposed to be home until Sunday then

Take a Spirograph

To the Alkali Flats

I'll tie tin cans to my car until you get back

That's not really my idea of a vacation

There's a hungry mouth for every peach

But the sugar bowl is just out of reach

But it's closer now

While you're out of reach

I'm here on Paraffin beach

You bought a Jeep, oh good grief, in your sleep you speak like Robin Leech

But nothing lasts

And you run out gas

Before you crashed, you laughed, "we're going nowhere fast"

That's not really my idea of a vacation

There's a hungry mouth for every peach

But the sugar bowl is just out of reach

But it's closer now