Been out righting wrongs, solving crimes.
Watch out Holmes, baby girl's got your number.
Gotta love it when you can see the end of an era.
Almost done.
Then what?

How've you been?
You never called, lose my number?
No, didn't think so.
No matter, I'm still waiting for a real boy.
Got no time for Pinocchios any more.
Call me up when you lose the wooden puppet act.

Really want to escape.
Gotta get out of this town full of
Green grass scorchers.
Gotta find someone to make my head shut up,
Someone to kiss it better and mean it.

I'm back for another spin around the block, hop in.


Bedhead.