They don't know
  What they like so much about it
  They just go
  For any shiny old bauble
  And nobody sparkles like you...
  
  But I can't imagine it in better terms
  Than naked, half awake, about to shave and go to work...
  And I'm starting to think it could happen to me like it did to you
  And I'm starting to actually feel it seep through the
  Slick divide now
  I don't crack the door too far for anyone who's pushing too hard on me
  
  They don't know
  What they like so much about it
  Maybe it goes on the other side of the hallway,
  The writing's so small from here...
  
  But I can't imagine it in better terms
  Than naked, half awake, about to shave and go to work ...
  I won't decorate my love (x 6)