Garbo Goodbye

I've got a sparkling pair of eyes 
  Especially the right 
  It was designed to turn around 
  And watch me from inside 
  My brain's a wonderful creation 
  Well connected to my head 
  God gave me sweet imagination 
  It's sometimes helpful in bed 

  Aye aye aye aye 
  Some say that I was made to touch the sky 
  Why aye aye aye 
  Is something holding me down 

  So won't you fly me to Brasil 
  If you don't want to stay you know I always will 
  For every treasure there's a thief 
  For every clever girl there comes a time to leave 
  So won't you fly me to the Moon 
  They'd write about us if we went there by balloon 
  Just for that headline in the press 
  They turn to ghetto of success 

  Aye aye aye aye 
  Some say that I was made to touch the sky 
  Why aye aye aye 
  Is something holding me down 

  I aye aye aye 
  Won't live a life that is designed for your delight 
  That's why aye aye 
  I'll choose a Garbo goodbye 

  If my desires don't come true 
  Love won't be what it seems 
  Love won't provide what love will need 
  I'll fake it in my dreams 
  When harmony meets tragedy 
  Like Bollywood for real 
  A box-car ride in agony 
  With me behind the wheel 

  Aye aye aye aye 
  Some say that I was made to touch the sky 
  Why aye aye aye 
  Is something holding me down 

  I aye aye aye 
  Won't live a life that is designed for your delight 
  That's why aye aye 
  I'll choose the Garbo goodbye 

  Aye aye aye aye... 
  The Garbo goodbye...