Dripping, Tripping, Slipping
While my mind is
Every drop drills through my brain
Plumber must come out again
While the tap is dripping, dripping
I want lots of diamonds, diamond rings.
I need to be surrounded by beautiful things.
When I see fine jewels my heart sings.
I simply cannot help it; I just love those blings
Cover me with diamonds, shower me with gold
Fill my home with presents, whether new or old.
But most of all remember above all things
I want a lot of diamonds, diamond rings
A garden of life,
Filled with oranges so sweet
Replete, I enjoy.
Bird, perched on a branch
Calls its mate, beseechingly
Telling of food found