Clickity Clack

How do you, how do you do?

How do you, oh, how do you do it?

Music, make her stop pressin' those strings firmly to my down

The groundwater is dryin' up to fill my jars again

But then, click clack, clickity click click click, oh, clickity clack

Clickity clack

I'm through havin' your harsh march stare down my size

And punish what young is left in these eyes

And how do I, oh, how do I?

How do I? How did I?

How can I? How will I?

How did I? How can I pick up and go?

'Cause a lack of the wind and trees

And the sunlight in the afternoon

And my button collections need to find a home

And that click clack, clickity click click click, clickity clack

Clickity clack

I'm through havin' your harsh march stare down my size

And punish what young is left in these eyes

Oh, click clack, clickity click click click, oh, clickity clack

Clickity clack

And when I turn my back

And when I turn my back

I'll twirl my little skirt

And it'll be my shoes instead of yours

My shoes instead of yours

My shoes screamin' back

Click clack, clickity click click click, clickity clack

Clickity clack

Clickity clack, oh

Clickity clack