Call it a quirk of human nature
It's just the way some guys behave
Maybe we're all created equal
But oh, that doesn't mean the same
Look away my fragile pretty, pretty
I'll draw the curtains on your cage
Think of lilac fields, of daffodils
Of ferris wheels that roll on forever
Don't look 'til it's gone
Well if I had a gun I'd... I'd
It's better just to turn the dial
We'll wile away the hours with cartoons
And maybe laugh the way we used to
My fragile pretty, pretty
Don't you know I'd die for you