[Verse 1]

I retrace back into your bed

Click dust heel to drizzle my head

Cold rush, fan, stand, drowning my head

Face not odd, old memory bed

[Chorus]

Eat the crust, I'll open your door

You take turns, watch weather 'til four

Be a hand, I'll style your hair

You'll sit tight and you'll play fair

[Verse 2]

Bright lights hover as I become clean

You can be nice and I can be mean

You take photos of deer in the road

I push sticks in the head of my toad

[Chorus]

Eat the crust, I'll open your door

You take turns, watch weather 'til four

Be a hand, I'll style your hair

You'll sit tight and you'll play fair