Sartorial Strut

My unhealthy obsession with things that change Looks like it's here to stay More average than most More butter than toast I should probably call my mother again I can bother my banjo about the state of the world But I'd drop my own dinner for a look from a girl And I've never been as taken by the flavors I try As I am by the scent of your stare So shiver me Quiver me Dip into the river me I'm old enough to know better Not too old to care Slither me Come hither me Take this sweet delivery Sorry if we mess up your hair We're a stable full of jokers drinking one eyed jack Our most noble intentions we forgot in the back The art on the walls is moving in twos As the barman keeps shaking whatever shakers we choose The smoke in your eye leaves me clutching my pearls But your eyes on the prize is the breath of my world Our sartorial strut as we move to the tunes Mixes the red of your whisper into the grunt of my blues So shiver me Quiver me Dip into the river me I'm old enough to know better Not too old to care Slither me Deliver me Take me to the river, see Oh we're gonna mess up your hair We're a stable full of jokers drinking one eyed jack She says her noble intentions she forgot in the back So shiver me Quiver me Dip into the river me I'm old enough to know better Not too old to care Slither me Come hither me Take this sweet delivery Oh we gonna mess up your hair