Stripping Paper

[Verse 1] I got time on my hands, I'm just stripping paper It's amazing what you will find stripping paper When you get down to the past [Verse 2] Back then we didn't have means for fine decorations So we painted while mixing wine with flirtation There in the mess of it all [Bridge] He took me right there in the thrill Not quite against my will With my back to that rococo wall We slipped right down to the floor [Verse 3] I can't close the door, he complimented my taste I anointed his serious face with wallpaper paste I wish we could laugh like that now But what seemed to follow That ended up hollow Was I there? [Verse 4] Tear a strip or two See what what came not much later Here's a pony and a toy balloon Behind the vine that withered all too soon Here's the pencil of a measuring mark And the monsters you spied in the dark Now I got no place in her heart Let me go back to the start [Outro] I got time on my hands, I'm just stripping paper I got time on my hands, I'm just stripping paper I got time on my hands, I'm just stripping paper