Shooting the Moon - Over the Moon

Over the moon, we'll be soon
If you keep up that crazy talk, oh
So you quit cigarettes, anxious and quiet fits
They'll blow up like balloons

One, two, three, count with me, think of catastrophes
I can't breathe, no, I can't breathe
Well, four, five, six, this is it, one of these days you'll send
Me right over the moon

Over the moon, we'll be soon
If you keep up this marathon, oh
Two roads, two burns, twisted and turned
All the birds and the bees, they say

One, two, three, count with me, think of catastrophes
I can't breathe, no, I can't breathe
Well, four, five, six, this is it, one of these days you'll send
Me right over the moon

One, two, three, count with me, think of catastrophes
I can't breathe, no, I can't breathe
Well, four, five, six, this is it, one of these days you'll send
Me right over the moon

Moon
Moon