The ponies run, the girls are young, The odds there to beat. You win a while, and then it’s done – Your little winning streak. And summoned now to deal With your invincible defeat, You live your life if it’s real, A Thousand Kisses Deep.
I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed, I’m back on Boogie Street. You lose your grip, and then you slip the Masterpiece. And maybe I had miles to drive, And promises to keep: You ditch it all stay alive, A Thousand Kisses Deep.
And sometimes when the night is slow, The wretched and the meek, We gather up our hearts and go, A Kisses Deep.
Confined to sex, we pressed against The limits of the sea: I saw there were no oceans left For scavengers like me. I it to the forward deck. I blessed our remnant fleet – And then consented to be wrecked, A Thousand Kisses Deep.
I’m turning tricks, I’m fixed, I’m back on Boogie Street. I guess they won’t exchange the gifts That you were to keep. And quiet is the thought of you, The file on you complete, Except what we forgot to A Thousand Kisses Deep.
And sometimes when the night is slow, The wretched and the meek, We gather up our hearts and go, A Thousand Kisses Deep.
The ponies run, the girls are young, The are there to beat . . .