Bells On

While Im at this funeral
Youre in
New YorkIve been dividing my grieving
Youre sleeping with a mutual friend
I dreamed that
I kissed your mouth
And you thought about me
Over Christmas
Oh, you might know who
I amBut I know who you are
Your heart is in your art and mines in
New YorkIm wearing my heart on my sleeve
Youre sleeping with a mutual friend
And I want to be with you again
And again, and again
Ive thought about you a lot lately
So flash me your metal smile
Im thinking about you
Youre thinking about
New YorkThough to you your friend was hurt
To him I owe him money
Will you pay back the thirty dollars
That he thinks
I owe him?
But I dont owe him anything
If you had a funeral
Id be there with bells on
If I had a funeral
Would you even care?
Would you wear your silver dress ?
Would you actually wear lipstick?
Would you lie upon my grave?
And be there with bells on
So you could ring me from this life?
From this life
From this life
So you could ring me from this life