First in mind and last as the things to do I came crawling across the sinked ship looking for you I'd like to feel your fair hand in seventeen weeks And I'd like to beat myself all over the place A man shouldn't have to go so far to great lengths It's covering me up with blanks now and that's all I ask I'd like to take a second just to feel your controls And I'd like some help deciding on what we know Take you down I'm in the mood to take care of some of your time But I'm in the mood to let you know that I'll be in line I'd like to feel your fair hand in seventeen weeks And I'd like to kill myself all over your shoes I feel weird