Back on Base

My scattered life had no foundation
 Couldn't seem to find my space
 Then all at once came inspiration
 Now i'm back on base.
 My baby plays a line that subtle
 Yet it makes the strongest case
 An argument with no rebuttal
 Got me back on base.
 When his fingers touch my strings
 I tingle to my teeth
 I seem to sing the wildest things
 When he is underneath.
 The only worm that's in this eden
 The only snag in all this lace
 Is where i stand ain't easy reading
 When he's back on base.
 (scat)
 At times he seems a bit elusive
 Way off in his private place
 I guess he can't be mine exclusive
 When he's back on base.
 He's got eyes for something tall
 So maybe i should go
 Then once more my defences fall
 When he gets down below oh oh oh oh oh oh
 So what if he don't feel like talkin'
 I'll just let him play his ace
 And let his fingers do the walkin'
 'Til i'm back on...
 Always back on...
 So happy back on base.
 (scat)
 We make sweet music when we're both back on base