Martha, my dear Martha, my love Don't forget me When you find yourself in the thick of it Help yourself to a bit of what is all around you Though I spend my days in conversation, please Remember me Hold your head up, you silly girl

I wanna know My oh my, you're so good looking Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends But I've not tasted all your cooking Who are you when I'm not looking? I wanna know (When I'm not looking) Do you pour a little something on the rocks? Slide

Get a hold of yourself Get a hold of yourself, now boy Get a hold of yourself, now As I sit and wait for some answers The questions go round like a Kamikaze pilot Enlightenment's just a romancer I wish it were here burning brightly though the skylight If