You’re like the softest cactus spikes
Stuck on me tonight

The softest cactus spikes
Stuck on me tonight
Stuck on me tonight

My straw drawing
from a cold cup a Sprite
That’s mostly ice
Fireworks tonight
Out over the water
I hid at the back
But got pushed forward
“Any Karaoke fans here?”
They pick on the awkward
Took matters from my hands
While you were busy talking
On the phone to Glen again
Can’t he fix it himself?
Don’t he know it’s Saturday?
Had the choice of two
No clue what to do
Caught your eye at last
As they said “your time’s passed”
Panicked
And went for the Billy Joel Classic
Your facial features
Collapsed, flipped
and reassembled
Mouth round
brows hid behind fringe
lips trembled

You might be right
Just the way you are
Don’t ask me why
Don’t ask me why
You might be right
Just the way you are
Don’t ask me why
Don’t ask me why

From the first line
I knew I was in trouble
He sings so high
But somehow not in falsetto
Sang the oh oh ohs
With difficultee ee ees
The booes began,
As I confirmed my downtown status
Even the swans on the lake looked real angry
Amassed and moved on in to join the haters
On the front row
Still so much song to go
This check shirted type was starting for a fight
As you took up the spare mic
Saved the night if not my life
Me a vague baritone
You belting out the treble
I didn’t know
If I’d be out on this weekend
And the way the meal went
I’d start to regret it
Fed up at always making
The conversation
One an eye on your phone
Hid under the table
If I fall I fall deep
Like a comic fable
I forget it with your laugh here
Is that top cashmere?

You’re like the softest cactus spikes
Stuck on me tonight

The softest cactus spikes
Stuck on me tonight
Stuck on me tonight