Melancholic Musings: Reflections on Life and Love

Bum bum bum, bum bum bum Bum bum bum, bum bum bum She asked me how to be funny But that’s not something you can teach Bum bum bum, bum bum bum What seemed so blue in the sunlight While the night was a pale green Bum bum bum, bum bum bum And I tried to hold her But it didn’t really last long She’s getting older I guess she’s got a kind of blue hair on Bum bum bum, bum bum bum She asked me if she was pretty Well it’s clear that the girls are wrong Bum bum bum, bum bum bum There’s really no…