Donit call me whitney, bobby

Bones, bones, brittle little bones

It's not the milk you seek

It's the sun you need

And the sleek, sleek skeleton I hold

Where are the hidden folds

Where is the meat? Did you eat it?

Total void tells me stories

Sometimes they make me sorry

But I need another, I need another

Sugar dumpling muffin, baby

This world is going crazy

I think I'm through listening to you

Bones bones brittle little bones

Its not the milk you seek

Its just the sun you need

And the sleek sleek skeleton I hold

Where are the hidden folds

Where is the meat? Did you eat it?

Gonna make some plans wait and see

Turn it off, turn me on

Open your eyes look around you

Fuck what you heard

You were lied to, sweetheart

Sick body part, sick heart

Sweet body part

Bones, bones, brittle little bones

It's not the milk you seek

It's the sun you need

And the sleek, sleek skeleton I hold

Where are the hidden folds