Open House

Listen, doll,
I know I'm not that tall
Or blonde and pearly bright.
My teeth aren't dyno-mite.

But, here we are alone.
Your house is not a home.
I see your man comes calling,
His manner's rather galling.

I know I'm meant for you.
My muddling days are through.
I've found no place that fits.
They think I've lost my wits.

I think of nothing else.
I've put you on a shelf.
No one that can come close
I'm stuck with what I chose.

I know that you're oblivious
And my gawking's rather hideous.
A wall exists between us.
Still, I'm Mars and you're my Venus.

I know what I have to do.
Play along to be with you.
I'l throw them off the scent.
In my heart you pay no rent.

They say I need a girl.
I've found one who's my world.
She plays piano in the mirror.
I see things now are so much clearer.

Just stay right where you are.
Please leave the door ajar.
Make way, I'm coming in.
Let the parlor games begin.


7/10/26
ZONE S4E8