I bought you a table, one kitchen chair
So your tired body be able to sit there
And anytime you like
You can call long distance with some distance
A casserole is all that I've prepared
Singing low, low
Low, Low
You bought me a new brain with both hemispheres
And now I'm both logical, insane
I'm laughing real tears
And every time I walk
I confuse my left side with my right side
Singing all my songs low!
I heard about your rumor
And I want you all to know that
There was another time when
There was more than one chair
But I've worn out my welcome
I will remove this thorn from your side!