Without going too deeply into it I wanted to talk to you
It’s hard not to get physical, it’s hard not to do
Something when I get like this, and
When I feel this way, I want to
Hold you or push you or
Kiss you or something
But there must be some restraint
So near and yet so far
But later we can get wild like the
Animals we are

And the walls are white
But the preacher left the light on
Do you think you’d meet me
Down at Pimlico alone

And I believe you could easily
Have massive appeal
If you lost a little weight
And let your feelings start to feel
If you let me take control
Of the image you protect
Get some photos of your arms
As you start to inject
Some green and yellow carrot juice
And some blended M&Ms
In your hair we’ll glue some razor blades
And something really feminine
Around your waist
It’s a look that’s gonna sell
It’s a Kate Moss thing
You could pull off really well

And the walls are white
But the preacher left the light on
And do you think you’d meet me
Down at Pimlico alone

Ooh, I love the rain when it makes the sidewalks mist
Ooh, I love your lips

And I’d love to get to know you
We could play the king and queen
But overnight the stoplights
Have all turned green
And my instinct is go
But my mind says no
And I finally pull over
And watch my toenails grow
It’s a long way up
And I’m reaching through the snow
And I’m waiting for the authorities
To tell me that it’s OK
To turn on my cell phone
And call up the pope
And ask his permission
For one last smoke

But the walls are white
But the preacher left the light on
And do you think you’d meet me
Down at Pimlico alone…

(lyrics: Dan Bern)