Steve Goodman Don't Let The Stars Get In Your Eyes
Don't let the stars get in your eyes
If you've got water on the brain
Don't light the flame or you'll be to blame
The spark of love may take your breath
The water starts a-streamin'
Your ears will start to steamin'
And you'll perculate yourself to death
Too many fights, too many scars
Too many knots upon my head
(Two, three, four, five, six, seven, now!)
Love was in bloom, then she lowered the bloom
And now I wish that I was dead bloom?
She's got me educated
My eyes are granulated
'Cause she hit me with the sugar bowl
(In my bloomers)
Her teeth were like the stars above because they come out every night
Her hair so fair, she laid it on a chair
Because I seen it a-layin' there
I cocked an eye at her. She cocked an eye at me
And we just set there cockeyed as could be
Don't let the stars get in your eyeball sockets
