Lonely birds, falling down

And hit the lakes with a splash

Then they swim to the bottom slowly down

And make love in the old volcanic ash

Ooh ooh ooh ooh oh ooh ooh

My banana needs peeling

I don't know what to do

I lost both my arms trying to talk to you

Hellbent, well spent

But now I'm not sure what to do

My banana needs peeling

What to do?

You left my freckles on the door step

But what am I supposed to do?

You've flown off with the storm now

And you forgot to leave me the glue

Pale face, freckle embrace

But they won't stay on without the glue

They'll fly right off my cheeks with the next storm

They'll fly off with the storm just like you

Morning, your absence leaves me colorless but blue

Fruit falls heavy at my window

But I don't seem to know what to do about you

No I don't seem to know what to do without you

What to do without you