I told her, anticipation to kiss her was like waiting in a lobby,
she said she needed no convincing - there was no reason to lobby.
Up and down, and back to the ground.
I was in focus, I wanted to make out, but couldn’t make her out,
all because she blended into the background.
Returned my love like a volley,
Rode San Andreas on a trolley.
I wanted Molly back, oh gosh, golly.
Oh my folly - eyes toward the sky
when I was on the back of Molly…