An Eluardian Instance

Does she know, you should know that I Am not just searching for some first-time high? I know it's all about perceptions And I accept you as my very first mover Ah, ah yeah Ah yeah, ah yeah La la la la la la I remember riding bikes on Koster Island Plotting midnight raids on the Swedish plum trees That summer It was too cold to swim, so We climbed upon the rocky shore and freaked out on The mountain goats But they were not impressed or scared of us Do you remember? Our last summer as independents? Do you remember (Do you remember?) Our last summer as independents? Do you remember (Do you remember?) Our last summer as independents? Do you remember (Do you remember?) Our last summer as independents? Do you remember (Do you remember?) I was a foreigner when you appeared From the shadows at the Mono club I was a hater in the depths of an emotional hibernation You sat me down, we had some drinks And you told me all kinds of insanity I asked your friend if you were available She answered, 'no, but yes, oh well oh well, yes and no' Now, I'm viewing my memory reel in reverse Scrolling back to come to feel your weather then Now, I'm noting the Himmlers of our parabola To predict the points of thou-shalt-not-return This inbreeding of ideas is intolerable I wish David was here I can't take your persecution complex and I'm not gonna absorb your stress output any more Oh don't you pimp out my heart Don't you pimp out my heart