She Picks Me Up Lyrics

In the middle of an otherwise perfect early afternoon

There's a stained glass sun streak shining through into my room

I take a look at the clock, I fumble round for a sock

I'll mosey down the block



And I will see Melinda, as I'm making round the bend

She always treats me like a little more than a friend

Like a little more than a friend

She picks me up and puts me down again



She's always ready with a chuckle and a tilted head

Melinda sings to me the praises of an unmade bed

Hey I'm a little undone, take a seat in the sun

It's all in good clean fun



She sees me hiding my delight that she won't tell me when

She always treats me like a little more than a friend

Like a little more than a friend

She picks me up and puts me down



And tips over

Lets me almost get to know her

Anything she does

I'm in and out of love



Hey what's the matter with that

You should be tipping your hat

But look, you're standing flat, when I



I see Melinda as I'm making round the bend

She always treats me like a little more than a friend

Like a little more than a friend

She picks me up and puts me down again...