Don't let the stars get in your eyes If you've got water on the brain Don't light the flame or you'll be to blame The spark of love may take your breath The water starts a-streamin' Your ears will start to steamin' And you'll perculate yourself to death Too many fights, too many scars Too many knots upon my head (Two, three, four, five, six, seven, now!) Love was in bloom, then she lowered the bloom And now I wish that I was dead bloom? She's got me educated My eyes are granulated 'Cause she hit me with the sugar bowl (In my bloomers) Her teeth were like the stars above because they come out every night Her hair so fair, she laid it on a chair Because I seen it a-layin' there I cocked an eye at her. She cocked an eye at me And we just set there cockeyed as could be Don't let the stars get in your eyeball sockets