From the recording PopCycle
Bruce Moody – Lead and Harmony Vocals, Bass Guitar, Drums, Guitars, Keyboards & Assorted Percussion.
Lyrics
She was such an easy subject to talk about
Her mind was always playing tricks on me
Her critical tongue flew out in all directions
Like a spider dancing on a web of mystery
But all this work and no play makes her a very dull girl
Painting pictures, licking whiskers in her own small world
She could cast her eyes like a fuel that feeds a fire
With a radar touch that had its fix on me
She could show her heart in a way of passion desire
Saying all those things I never could believe
But all this work and no play makes her a very dull girl
Painting pictures, licking whiskers in her own small world
How do you know what’s going on anymore?
What will it take for you to even the score?
She was such an easy subject to talk about
Her mind was always playing tricks on me
Her critical tongue flew out in all directions
Like a spider dancing on a web of mystery
But all this work and no play makes her a very dull girl
Painting pictures licking whiskers in her own small world
But all this work and no play makes her, no play makes her a very dull girl
Painting pictures, licking whiskers in her own small world
© Bruce Moody/ASCAP