Kizzy

Lyrics : I may be but a whippersnapper Cock and weather vane But when I hear that pitter-patter On the window pane I stiffen up and swivel round And think, think, think of you again ... again Kizzy, Kizzy, Kizzy ... So many races you have won, but where's the child ? The child that you outrun ? While the secret lying deep Dragged you under, troubled sleep You jumped the gun Pretty, pretty girl Pretty, pretty boy Pretty, pretty much What you might call a toy But you can never tell can you ? A friend or a lover You're my pretty, pretty girl Pretty, pretty boy Pretty, pretty much That broken little toy But you can never tell can you ? Could I be the only one to be broken ? Maybe ... I was the only one Pretty, pretty girl Pretty, pretty boy Pretty, pretty much My little diddakoi But you should never judge should you ? A book by its cover Kizzy, Kizzy ... I wanted to put you in a box A draw, a cage, anything that locks I'm not the criminal you weep I was only trying to keep Our dream alive Kizzy, Kizzy, Kizzy ...