The camera pans the cocktail glass,
behind a blind of plastic plants;
I found the lady with the fat diamond ring
then you know I can't remember a damn thing
I think it's one of those de ja vu things,
or a dream that's tryin' to tell me something
Or will I ever stop thinkin' about it
I don't know, I doubt it
Subterranean by design,
I wonder what I would find if I met you,
let my eyes caress you,
until I meet the thought of Missess Princess Who?
Often wonder what makes her work
I guess I'll leave that question to the experts,
assuming that there are some out there
they're probably alone, solitaire
I can remember when I caught up
with a pastime intimate friend
She said, "Bet you're probably gonna say I look lovely,
but you probably don't think nothin' of me"
She was right, though, I can't lie
She's just one of those corners in my mind,
and I just put her right back with the rest
That's the way it goes, I guess

Baby you send me
Set adrift on memory bliss of you

Careless whisper from a careless man,
a neutron dance for a neutron fan;
marionette strings are dangerous things,
I thought of all the trouble they bring
An eye for an eye, a spy for a spy,
rubber bands expand in a frustrating sigh
Tell me that she's not dreaming
She's got an ace in the hole,
it doesn't have meaning
Reality used to be a friend of mine,
'cause complete control, I don't take too kind
Christina Applegate, you gotta put me on
Guess who's piece of the cake is Jack gone?
She broke her wishbone and wished for a sign
I told her whispers in my heart were fine
what did she think she could do?
I feel for her, I really do
The next day I had the ring finger on her hand,
I wanted her to be a big PM Dawn fan,
but I had to put her right back with the rest
That's the way it goes, I guess

Baby you send me
Set adrift on memory bliss of you