Wooly Muffler

All I ever wanted to be Was a woolly muffler on your naked neck Double-wrap me when it's cold But you pulled a little tight just now And I'm afraid I feel a choke hold c-c-c-coming on Yeah, I'm afraid feel a choke hold coming on All I ever thought we might come to was second dates And flirting eyebrows Or maybe even psychic friends And we could share a secret language And almost definitely make more of it than it was But everyone around us would know Everyone watching would know This is not a walk with walking wounded Here's the ball, here's the pole Now where's the tether, where's the tether? Hands can grow together If you're not careful or grateful or whatever And I never much cared much too much to begin with I will not take your possibilities under my care I will not see you on the bus You want me to hold your hand It's a courtship I can't stand And here I thought you were crying Because you were happy But no No, no, no, no, no, no Friends will turn against you People disappoint you every time So if you've got greatness in you Would you do us all a favor And keep it to yourself? Keep it, keep it to yourself A labored expat fantasy: Quit your job and move away with me Oh what bliss it would be To pretend we never met I'm elated now I'm elated now I'm elated now I'm elated now