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Little old lady, I want to climb inside your head

I want to see a world you're seeing before you fall down dead
I want to know what makes you tick, I know your blood's still red
I want to know about the children that you raised and fed

Little old lady, I want to climb inside your head

I want to know your thoughts on all those books you read
I want to know why your children said the things they said
I want to know if you realised you're dying and if you feel the dread

Little old lady, I want to climb inside your head

I want to know how many times with god that you have pled
I want to know about the day that you were wed
I want to know about the man that you once bed

Little old lady, I want to climb inside your head

I want to know about the words that you once spread
I want to know about the life that you once lead
I want to know you before the day you're dead.