And the whose it, and the whats it, and the stories of kings And the needle and the thread of the thing And the ladder at the scene And the cutting off at the knees In a little while I see That I love the way you came on I love the way you came on to me, to me And the where is and the there is And the start of the fling But the riot breaks the thread of thing And the lenses ain't clean, we'll need another TV screen In a little while I see But I love the way you came on I love the way you came on I love the way you came on I love the way you came on to me, to me, to me, to me It weighs out, it weighs out And you know I love you, I love you