He's uncool, an unsophisticate He's a tightrope walker on an open path He's a maze of curiosity He is the living bread that cures my appetite I find that I can't breathe, and I can't sleep When he's not around Everyday is bluey-gray When he's not in town His mystique is one of innocence I feel I'm lounging-in-lovely, in his big, blue eyes And I would be preening-in-paradise If I were always beside him, like a Siamese I find that I can't breathe, and I can't sleep When he's not around Everyday is bluey-gray When he's not in town Can I keep him in my galaxy? (Can I keep him in my galaxy?) Can he live within my fantasy? (Can he live within m fantasy?) I find that I can't breathe, and I can't sleep When he's not around Everyday is bluey-gray When he's not in town (I find that I) I find that I can't breathe and I can't sleep (and I can't sleep) (Yeah) when he's not around Everyday is bluey-gray When he's not in town, when he's not in town Yeah-eh, eeh, hey Di-dye, di-dye, di-dye, di-dye, dye-dye Yeah-eh, eeh, hey Di-dye, di-dye, di-dye, di-dye, dye-dye