Garbo Goodbye

I've got a sparkling pair of eyes
 Especially the right
 It was designed to turn around
 And watch me from inside
 My brain's a wonderful creation
 Well connected to my head
 God gave me sweet imagination
 It's sometimes helpful in bed
 Aye aye aye aye
 Some say that I was made to touch the sky
 Why aye aye aye
 Is something holding me down
 So won't you fly me to Brasil
 If you don't want to stay you know I always will
 For every treasure there's a thief
 For every clever girl there comes a time to leave
 So won't you fly me to the Moon
 They'd write about us if we went there by balloon
 Just for that headline in the press
 They turn to ghetto of success
 Aye aye aye aye
 Some say that I was made to touch the sky
 Why aye aye aye
 Is something holding me down
 I aye aye aye
 Won't live a life that is designed for your delight
 That's why aye aye
 I'll choose a Garbo goodbye
 If my desires don't come true
 Love won't be what it seems
 Love won't provide what love will need
 I'll fake it in my dreams
 When harmony meets tragedy
 Like Bollywood for real
 A box-car ride in agony
 With me behind the wheel
 Aye aye aye aye
 Some say that I was made to touch the sky
 Why aye aye aye
 Is something holding me down
 I aye aye aye
 Won't live a life that is designed for your delight
 That's why aye aye
 I'll choose the Garbo goodbye
 Aye aye aye aye...
 The Garbo goodbye...