Meet me behind the sugarpilenI'll be sticky, sweet with smile.nIt's all in your head, honeynIt's all in your headnnDon't you want me to wrap around younshower you with the affection you're used to.nIt's all in your head, honeynIt's all in your headnnYou're sweet nectar form a droopy vinena sappy kind might find it ripe enough to eat.nIt's not like old times.nIt's not like old times.nnWake up from your nap and yawnnI'm on the other end of the telephone, screamingnIt's not like old times.nIt's not like old times.nnIt's all in your head, honey.nIt's all in your head