Deux-piecei gave my heart to a crocodilebut he used it as a toothpick soi took it backandgave it to Charlie Chaplinbuthe kept playing the dictator soi took it back andgave it to Houdinibuthe'd make it disappear every mornso i took it back andgave it to the Beatlesbutthey threw it to their lunatic fansso i took it backandgave it to my chestbutit was dark and bloody in theresoi took it backandgave it to You,my Unloneliness,to stuff it next to yours - i heard from your veins there's room enough for Twoin your rib cage.