Mr. Low

I wanna tell you a little story
About this girl
Who lives in my neighborhood

There's a girl
Stands on the corner
You know she must be
Seven feet tall in her plastic boots
And all her fake fingernails
They're painted lime green
Not to mention her crooked wig
Sitting on her head like a golden crown

It's so hard always standing on the outside
Will I ever be standing on the inside?
Someday I walk right up to her
I won't even care if Mr. Low is there

Celeste, why you wanna stand on the corner?
Let's get a cup of coffee and a doughnut
Talk to me for a little while
I wanna talk to you
There's something I need to confess to you

It's your face, your face
And all the makeup and the paint, the paint
It's so eerie it's so strange
Everyday I steal away
Just to see your face, your face
And all the makeup and the paint, the paint
It's so eerie it's so strange
Everyday I steal away
Just to see you standing there
In your plastic boots
Standing next to Mr. Low
Mr. Low gives you no
Tenderness, tenderness, tenderness, tenderness

Sitting in my car
Parked across the street
Windshield wipers wash away the rain
As I slip into a dream

[Celeste]
Cheap love, it blows my mind
Cheap love, it blows my mind
Cheap love, it blows my mind
Cheap love, it blows my mind

[Narrator]
Celeste?

[Celeste]
Yes?

[Narrator]
What is this funny feeling that I feel inside my chest?

[Celeste]
Is it love or something much less?
You want my love?

[Narrator]
Yes, but it's something that is very hard to confess
Where do you live?

[Celeste]
Fruitvale
Hey, you like my legs?

[Narrator]
All the way down to your toes

[Celeste]
You like my lips?

[Narrator]
Lips, and hips, and your tits

[Celeste]
You like my laugh?

[Narrator]
I prefer your chuckle

[Celeste]
You like the way I cut my hair?

[Narrator]
Uh-huh

[Celeste]
You need me around?

[Narrator]
Yes, Celeste

[Celeste]
You want my love? Then you must kill Mr. Low

[Narrator, sung]
Emerging from the shadows next to his door
I shall produce a pair of scissors that I bought from the corner store
Raising them up into the sky
I shall catch Mr. Low by surprise

Mr. Low, Mr. Low
Stealing my heart
Mr. Low, Mr. Low
You're stealing my heart
Mr. Low, Mr. Low
Stealing my heart
Mr. Low, Mr. Low
Stealing my heart

Perhaps you might hear a horrible moan
As I force them down deep
Deep into his collar bone
His eyes so pretty like a little lost lamb
Will look into mine and know my plan

Mr. Low, Mr. Low
Stealing my heart
Mr. Low, Mr. Low
You're stealing my heart
Mr. Low, Mr. Low
Stealing my heart
Mr. Low, Mr. Low
Stealing my heart

I'll lower him so gently to the curb so slow
Releasing his soul into the world below
What else can I do Celeste to make you understand?

I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
I swear I'll understand
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
I wanna be your man
(I wanna be your man, your man)

I will be yours
And you will be mine
And we will be together to the end of time
Oh yes
And we will give each other until the end (until the end)