It's Nice

It's nice the way you hold me - hug me - scold me
It's nice the way you like to be there some nights.
It's nice the way you bug me - bore me - adore me
It's nice the way you always put out my lights.

Will you tonight?

Summers in Alaska, Spring in the Amazon
Filing our fossils in museums of yore.

My radio is like a kidnapped grandmother
With a knife to her throat making calls.

It's nice when I invite you - escort you - delight you
It's nice whenever I find you've done it again.
It's nice to be the right ones - the bright ones - the tight ones
It's nice to go to beddy bye bumping a friend.

Let's do it again.

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