The This This

Only loneliness is new to you

But you can't think of how to say it

The same old splitting smile for you

It's all I have to give today

Won't you let this sit and rest a bit?

On queue, here comes the song

And just as we begin I say get on with it

And once again I'm wrong

It's the this this, the that this

The tall blonde with a hat this

The good this, the sweet this

The this I still believe in

I think I love this

I think I love this

Can't you see my face is tight for you?

Is it getting in the way?

The same old splitting smile for you

It's all you have to give today

Won't you let this sit and rest a bit?

On queue, here comes the song

And just as we begin I say get on with it

And once again I'm wrong

It's the this this, the that this

The tall blonde with a hat this

The good this, the sweet this

The this I still believe in

I think I love this

I think I love this

I think I love this

I think I love this

Can you see it how I see?

Tell me how it looks to you

You have two feet in my door

Don't you, don't you?

Can you see it how I see?

Tell me how it looks to you

You have two feet in my door

Don't you, don't you?

It's the this this, the that this

The tall blonde with a hat this

The good this, the sweet this

The this I still believe in

I think I love this

I think I love this

I think I love this

I think I love this