Marcia throw your latex gloves away You've touched the world now, I would say You don't need to stand for anything more Marcia, than the Kleenex on the floor Dino and Elijah fly into the battle zone Marcia and Etrusca sitting bravely by the phone Love them like you'll never live without them And then leave them on their own Marcia throw your latex gloves away You've touched the world now, I would say You don't need to stand for anything more Marcia, than the Kleenex on the floor Dino and Elijah in the hundred year crusade Marcia and Etrusca watch their photo album fade Hold it like you'll keep them there forever And then let them not have stayed