December’s Sweating

The moon is crooked
And I am shook up now
She's been swept up
So I'll smell your curls for now
She's not moving
No, she's still groovy now

December's sweating don't sweat it all
I'll dance with the [?] or dance with the hogs

She's no drunker
Takes his [?]
And he's been shaky
But he can't shake her now
Tell him I love you
Tell him I said so now

December's sweating don't sweat it all
I'll dance with the [?] or dance with the hogs

So what's to be done when there's nothing to do
I'm too [?] up to get drunk and strung out on you
So what's to be donе when there's nothing to do
I will sit in my basеment perfectly blue