He's uncool, an unsophisticate
He's a tightrope walker on an open path
He's a maze of curiosity
He is the living bread that cures my appetite

I find that I can't breathe, and I can't sleep
When he's not around
Everyday is bluey-gray
When he's not in town

His mystique is one of innocence
I feel I'm lounging-in-lovely, in his big, blue eyes
And I would be preening-in-paradise
If I were always beside him, like a Siamese

I find that I can't breathe, and I can't sleep
When he's not around
Everyday is bluey-gray
When he's not in town

Can I keep him in my galaxy?
(Can I keep him in my galaxy?)
Can he live within my fantasy?
(Can he live within m fantasy?)

I find that I can't breathe, and I can't sleep
When he's not around
Everyday is bluey-gray
When he's not in town
(I find that I) I find that I can't breathe and I can't sleep (and I can't sleep)
(Yeah) when he's not around
Everyday is bluey-gray
When he's not in town, when he's not in town

Yeah-eh, eeh, hey
Di-dye, di-dye, di-dye, di-dye, dye-dye
Yeah-eh, eeh, hey
Di-dye, di-dye, di-dye, di-dye, dye-dye