Biddy it’s time

Biddy it’s time to hang up your boots

On my bedroom door

It’s already 10.30

Yes, I know the room’s dirty but

I can play the guitar

You can play the piano

Just sit over there

On the sofa that eats me while I pull you by the hair because

Please don’t stretch me cos I’m bound to break

You’re so far away

So far away

Don’t get a fright it’s alright I don’t wanna see

Anything

That you don’t want to show me

After all you hardly even know me and

You’ll maybe outgrow me and

Please don’t stretch me cos I’m bound to break