every time I think that I'm the only one who's horny
Merry calls to me
so every now and then, I spend my time as I rehearse
wanting her for me

and then along comes Merry
and does she wanna give me kicks, and be my cyber chick?
and hold off on that Pippin
or maybe rather gather tales of happy trails, imaginations?
is she here for me?

when we met, I had written a bunch
now my empty mind dreams of Merry for lunch

her vague desire gives me fire she's my kind of chick
despite the gender games she plays
and when she's finally displayed and the truth fully laid, folks..
see who is so ashamed to say

and then along comes Merry,
and will she own up finally?, and let me know she or he?
those hobbits love the names
and will I want her much if I'm told that she has things I won't touch?
it just wont be the same

when we met, I had written a bunch
now my empty mind dreams of Merry for lunch

ignoring warnings every morning past,
at last I'll ask her it
please come clean no more parts
the melodrama and the trauma's done
so much is left unsung, I'm hung up like the stars

and then along comes Merry
and does she wanna give me kicks, and be my cyber chick?
and hold off on that Pippin
or maybe rather gather tales of happy trails, imaginations?
is she here for me?