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