Hip Hip Hooray

Hip hip hooray
Talk to me and I’ll be a saint
Take off your clothes
Grave-starved ghost
And don’t be ashamed

If I’m watching
Don’t stop talking
Just stop talking
Ooooh…

You sat and stared
In your grandmother’s chair
In that favorite room

And he, drunkenly
Four for three
Pressing on you

Oh darling
You’re crying
You’re crying
Ooooh…

Oh darling
Stop crying
Just stop crying
Ooooh…