Neighbors - Basket of Bees текст песни

Billy bats her eyes
looks into the makeup compact
wondering

does she really want to leave
gave up on expectation
now some over sexed maneater
wants her to
try and believe
she would be beyong belief
sitting in an apple tree
in an apple tree is where she wants to be
she knows what she likes
and this old wind mill love is nice
not as much as they would want you to believe

"it's about this time of the night her friend calls her up and tries to convince her to go out on this night and the explained to he the various reasons for her going out and she makes several important points about her life"

It'll be like yellow rice
like the sweetest spices
you like covering
everything that you eat
it'll be a happy trail
leading to the mast on which
you'll set sail
to the west Indies
It's a force she could not believe
Thought it'd be a summer breeze
In her bedroom window
fluttering and frail
she's sitting beyong belief
in the backyard of the sea
in the backseat of a four door Chevy

she's sitting beyong belief
in a Basket full of Bees
that are stinging; she just wants something sweet
she knows that they are mean
and that their house is all honey
full of servants and a mean, jealous queen.