You're like a sunflower
my favorite color in your eyes
You're my sunflower
I'm your own Cary Grant*
Now that you have kids and a very rich husband
and a house straight out of Disneyland
Your own utility room and a machined kitchen
Do you ever wonder where
the singer from your favorite band is
when everything is like from the film Beauty and the Beast
(Chorus:)
I'm like a totem pole
up again
throbbing and stiff
Your man is just like a ghost there on the bed
tired and pale
That Count Dracula
You have the kind of itchy hole
that it needs to be scratched there
when with nature's own ways
I medicate you
Still sometimes I feel so unreal
though you try to snap me awake
I stand confused, like floating in a dream
Chorus
You're like a sunflower
my favorite color in your eyes
You're my sunflower
I'm your own Cary Grant
Life can be like a labyrinthine house
And a castle just a prison
When in the middle of everything you're pressing the alarm button
There's surely something else in the fridge than just the light
and the plates are rock crystal
when you conjure salmon and lobster for lunch
Chorus
You're like a sunflower
my favorite color in your eyes
You're my sunflower
I'm your own Cary Grant (x2)