All my frands are falling over drunk,
Looks like I’m gonna have to
Slip under the table.
Your caterpillar eyes ain’t for everyone,
But we could have a little fun. Why don’t we
Slip under the table?
They said it was the Summer of Love.
So why do I fail to realize anyone but you, with me?
Cocoons, cocoons fallin’ everywhere
But I’m taken by your stare. Why don’t we
Slip under the table?
Falling in the wind
Falling with a cocooned heart
Hoping that it falls apart,
And you fly back to me.
They said it was the Summer of Love.
So why do I fail to realize anyone but you, with me?
All my frands are calling it a day
I’d really rather stay.
I’ll call ya if I’m able.
