You should pull up your socks girl
You should be calling in the favours
You should be putting the hours
You should pull your self together
There's a limp to my walk
I speak wisdom when I talk
And I will ride you up to heaven
If you pull yourself together
And all you favourite authors
That wrote all your favourite books
Which had all your favourite words
They do nothing for you now
You should be lying on your back
With a glow in your heart
And I will ride you up to heaven
If you pull yourself together
