Yesterday I saw the sun shining
and the leaves were falling down softly
My cold hands needed a warm, warm touch
I was thinkin' about you

But here I am lookin' for signs to lead me
You hold my hand
but do you really need me
I guess it's time for me to let you go
But I'll be thinkin' about you
I'll be thinkin' about you

Will you sail across the ocean waters
and you reach the other side safely
Well could you smile a little smile for me
Cause I'll be thinkin' about you
I'll be thinkin' about you
I'll be thinkin' about you
I'll be thinkin' about you

Tell me how u love me more
And how u think Im sexy baby
That u dont want nobody else
U dont want this guy u dont
want that guy u wanna
Touch yourself when u see me
Tell me how u love my body
And how I make u feel baby
U wanna roll with me u wanna hold with me
U wanna stay warm and get out
of the cold with me
I just love 2 hear u say it
It makes a man feel good baby
Tell me u depend on me
I need 2 hear it

Im lost without u
Cant help myself
How does it feel
2 know that I love u baby

Baby youre the perfect shape
Baby youre the perfect weight
Treat me like my birthday
I want it this way I want it
that way I want it
Tell me u dont want me 2 stop
Tell me it would break your heart
That u love me and all my dirty
U wanna roll with me u wanna hold with me
U wanna make fires and get
Norwegian wood with me
I just love 2 hear u say it
It makes a man feel good baby

Im lost without u
Cant help myself
How does it feel
2 know that I love u baby

I've thrown away my toys
Even my drum and train.
I wanna make some noise
With real live aeroplanes.

Some day I'm going to fly.
I'll be a pilot too.
And when I do, how would you
Like to be my crew...

On the good ship lollipop.
Its a sweet trip to a candy shop
Where bon-bons play
On the sunny beach of Peppermint Bay.

Lemonade stands everywhere.
Crackerjack bands fill the air.
And there you are
Happy landing on a chocolate bar.

See the sugar bowl do the tootsie roll
With the big bad devils food cake.
If you eat too much ooh ooh
You'll awake with a tummy ache.

On the good ship lollipop
Its a night trip into bed you hop
And dream away
On the good ship lollipop.

"April Fools"--Rufus Wainwright: Like father, like son. Sorta. On his very first album, Rufus decides to assert his manhood by showing his dad who's boss. (That would be mom.) They say that every parent wishes their child would be more successful than themselves. Well, Loudon can tell us if that's true, since both Martha and Rufus have done well for themselves and some would argue, at least in Rufus' case, that he has surpassed the success of his "Dead Skunk" father. Is this true? Do we have a poll to confirm? Can I get a witness?