Pure of Heart - Put Your Arms Around Me Lyrics

Satellites are spinnin' through outer space
Can't backup into that damn parking space
That can't be my telephone bill
Oh God, I think I'm going to be ill

But the sky is blue
My love is true
Let your feelings free
Put your arms around me

My boss likes to yell two inches from my nose
If he could he'd beat me with a rubber hose
Saw an Ad in the paper for a better job
Too bad I look like such a pathetic slob

And the sky is blue
My love is true
Set your feelings free
Put your arms around me

When you stop and think it makes your headache hurt
In the end we're only made of dirt
But you don't know anything about these parts of me
And, believe me, I'll never let you see

And the sky is blue
My love is true
Set your feelings free
Put your arms around me

And the sky is blue
My love is true
Set your feelings free
Put your arms around me
Put your arms around me
Put your arms around me
Please put your arms around me
Please put your arms around me