Sartorial Strut

My unhealthy obsession with things that change
Looks like it's here to stay
More average than most
More butter than toast
I should probably call my mother again

I can bother my banjo about the state of the world
But I'd drop my own dinner for a look from a girl
And I've never been as taken by the flavors I try
As I am by the scent of your stare

So shiver me
Quiver me
Dip into the river me
I'm old enough to know better
Not too old to care
Slither me
Come hither me
Take this sweet delivery
Sorry if we mess up your hair

We're a stable full of jokers drinking one eyed jack
Our most noble intentions we forgot in the back
The art on the walls is moving in twos
As the barman keeps shaking whatever shakers we choose

The smoke in your eye leaves me clutching my pearls
But your eyes on the prize is the breath of my world
Our sartorial strut as we move to the tunes
Mixes the red of your whisper into the grunt of my blues

So shiver me
Quiver me
Dip into the river me
I'm old enough to know better
Not too old to care
Slither me
Deliver me
Take me to the river, see
Oh we're gonna mess up your hair

We're a stable full of jokers drinking one eyed jack
She says her noble intentions she forgot in the back

So shiver me
Quiver me
Dip into the river me
I'm old enough to know better
Not too old to care
Slither me
Come hither me
Take this sweet delivery
Oh we gonna mess up your hair