Lyrics
Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends, hold yourself together like a pair of bookends
and call up mama when all else fails
Who are you when i m not looking, i want to know Blake, eat a box of chocolate cause you re feeling bad
i want to know
And call up mama when all else fails, and when it feels just right or you re thinking of me
Who are you when i m not looking, i want to know
Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends, you re so good looking
and call up mama when all else fails
You re so good looking, i want to know
You re so good looking, do you break things when you get mad
You re so good looking, i want to know
I want to know, i want to know
Do you paint your toes cause you bite your nails, eat a box of chocolate cause you re feeling bad
Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends, you re so good looking I'm, i want to know
I want to know, who are you when i m not looking
When the door is locked and the shades are down, do you leave a path, do you pour a little something on the rocks
Do you paint your toes cause you bite your nails, i want to know
you re so good looking
hold yourself together like a pair of bookends
Who are you when i m not looking, and call up mama when all else fails
When the door is locked and the shades are down, but i ve not tasted all you re cooking, do you paint your toes cause you bite your nails
Who are you when i m not looking, who are you when i m not looking Are, i want to know
but i ve not tasted all you re cooking
hold yourself together like a pair of bookends
But i ve not tasted all you re cooking, who are you when i m not looking, and when it feels just right or you re thinking of me
do you pour a little something on the rocks
but i ve not tasted all you re cooking
i want to know
I want to know, who are you when i m not looking When, who are you when i m not looking
when the door is locked and the shades are down
You re so good looking, hold yourself together like a pair of bookends When, but i ve not tasted all you re cooking
Then sing through your nose in a bubble bath, do you leave a path When, hold yourself together like a pair of bookends
i want to know
I want to know, and call up mama when all else fails
