Now that a rose is the cancer I know Black in the night she come asking for more Summer a squall and the banshee she moans Come measure this pleasure without your good sense It's almost never what you may want to have guessed No you you're good you're good you're good you're good you're good you're good Astor the moon she rests her face on the floor She came in through the window Now that she's out she rolls her way to the door She got farther than we know Into the light a dresser spills out a drawer Just like a casino We've test the pressure of the water and air It's almost better now you're with her in there No you you're good you're good you're good you're good you're good you're good This I swear you're the only one I'd risk my fortune and heir for If you're good to me When I compare all my lonliness to chance of what may be I see I'm a fool to care