I got a lot on my head Most of it is you I got a lot on my head Can't forget about you Lock me away where the silly boys go I'm on top of my nerves, don't you know Take me apart 'cause I'm out of control Send me a letter on a midnight scroll CHORUS Dance by the window in flamingo pink Go through the motions in your Romeo mink Condition's red, disposition's blue Why am I so attracted to you CHORUS Trip down the alleyway, take the back stairs I know it's good but good isn't fair That's what you said, flashbulb in your eye How can I hold you whne you're waving goodbye