He lost his breath He lost his tone He won the prize How tall he's grown And the eyes are dark The eyes tell lies It seems that when he laughs He cries I don't deserve Oh! such a prize You see I judge things By the size And my eyes are dark My eyes disguised Now money's not to be despised I had a dream I was in white You're leading a life of sugar and vice Then I had you To stay the night Now wait for a horny and snowy demise Then the eyes were light The eyes were bright And Anna Lee took it, I won't analyse Now I can't see you From this height You cut it on backs and you sniff it on thighs