("-Wondering how long you gonna be in New York")
I just woke up and I'm extremely disoriented
I- I found myself on [?] St. on 2nd Avenue in an apartment whose dimensions grow alternately smaller and then larger
And I told my family who's in the house that I'm alarmed
That I must've have too much sleep and it's done something to my central nervous system
But they tell me I'm crazy and that everything is perfectly normal
But I- I- I begin to get suspicious of them
And completely paranoid
"I know everyone makes fun of my voice, but - uhm, like - that's okay, cause I got a really good body!"
"Met him in London and he liked to party, and I love to party, so, yeah!"
"Haha, me too!"
"But anyway, it was, yeah."
"It was great."
"But just I never had the uh, natural flare, I always just wanted someone to give me a pill, then I could play like Jimmy Page, y'know? Yeah, I just- yeah."