Capo on 1st fret E You've always been bashful, you're just that way cis But your eyes are like billboards, they give you away E Your mouth is a trumpet, somebody else plays cis Long after the notes gone, the tone usually stays A And your chest a fine pillow, with lining of feather B Your hair is a family, with strands stick together A Fingers are keys from the grandest piano, B played by a line that the Lord only knew E A tongue of an angel, floats in red wine saliva cis Your teeth ravel porcelain, made by masters in China E Your face can't be captured by pictures or words cis And your voice is a music that I've never heard A And your skin is a cream, dipped out beyond measure B Your nose is a pink color touched by the weather A Your fingers are keys from the grandest piano B Played by a soul that the Lord only knew E cis A B E Ooh...