When I Goose-Step

When you're riding the rails with those wide open eyes,
 Well, there's one old south paw you will always fight.
 And alone on a worn-out throne
 Is the reigning queen of the questions
 Why we blind-footed toddlers ever started out.
 So don't get itchy with me
 When I goose-step
 Across the kitchen floor
 You know I still adore
 All your mother's old-fashioned ways
 I'm so impressed that you hear
 My inventions, and that it matters more
 Than what you saw with your eyes
 Go along with the plan
 Your head will still be there where you put it
 Under the bed with the ice cream you could never find
 And tonight you go to bed and dream
 All the world to be what you want it,
 You got the girly draw now flaunt it,
 And keep them all checking their watches
 When you're out tonight
 So don't get itchy with me
 When I goose-step across the kitchen floor
 You know I still adore--
 Are your eyes changing hands?
 I'm so impressed that you hear
 My inventions, and that it matters more
 Than what you saw with your eyes