He picked me up, his hands and fingers
Under my armpits, heaved me up into
A standing position, asking me, what,
And what is your name, telling me,
Telling me how I was fine, how I was
Still fine.
He picked me up, his hands and fingers
Under my armpits, heaved me up into
A standing position, asking me, what,
And what is your name, telling me,
Telling me how I was fine, how I was
Still fine.