Dancing, jumping, dancing, jumping,
Days of our lives, cluttered around A or B,
Just laying there, fantasizing on which should be the case
Or should have been.
Loving complicated grammar constructions,
You’re my adverb, you know?
Tried to get you to become a verb and was nearly there, once or twice,
But then, time had you rolling bad to the adverb stage,
And you just stayed there for a while.