Malted Milk

Two weeks later You ask me what did I do? Right after I got the great big brush off from you And I checked my pulse And I caught my breath And I, I guess you know what happens next I sat down and I drank my malted milk I sat down and I drank my malted milk You, you say You say I'm easily appeased But you, you don't know The feeling that shoots through me With a tall glass of malted milk Cold as ice, smooth as silk I sit down and I try real hard to forget That you, you and I Ever met Yesterday You came over And you found me stretched out on the sofa And you said you were gonna call a medic Cuz I looked so pathetic Lying there Smiling brightly Staring at you Malted milk in my hand, still as a statue I sat down and I drank my malted milk I sat down and I drank my malted milk I sat down and I drank my malted milk I sat down and I drank my malted milk