I'm your comfort
I'm the sweet voice...
Look, I just...
I really like you...
It seems I'm carrying out a duty and a want
But that's okay...
It's a wonder that
This world exists...
Your love is like a troubadour
Who sings of prosperous times...
Turn back now, determined stranger.
Ye must realize the danger...
OK--uh, please don't ask about the first line...
Feeding grapes to my leopards...
Then it is Saturday I
See I must learn to yield...