Twee Motten

Hey Mr. Cor Stein, sorry to interrupt, but
could you scratch my back for a sec?

(Hey Dorus, don’t you have anything better for me?)
No, no, no, you gotta listen up, it’s not
what you think, but
check out my collar, here, pay attention

chorus:
There are two moths living in my old coat
And those two moths, they just moved in
You’re really thrown off when you see that
new love
They’re eating my whole coat apart, just for her, that
moth
I call her Charlotte, and him I call Bas
Those little moths, living in my old coat

At first, I felt a bit harassed
I thought, "It’s like something’s gnawing at me"
But then I noticed the holes
I thought for a moment, how did this happen?
But then I figured it out quickly
I saw two moths sitting in those holes, chatting
I reached for the DDT, but that would ruin a
marriage
And I decided right then, I’ll just let that couple be

chorus.

I’m a born lonely person
But it was my own wise wish
I’ve always been able to prevent a real bond
Ugh, and then my relationships tell me
"Hey man, take that coat to the dry cleaner
Because that rag is starting to fall apart"
But yeah, a vagabond like me only really gets
comfortable
With an old coat, two moths, and ten little moths

A family of moths lives in my coat
I let them play around like a kindergarten class
Now they’re up in my collar, eating their fill
They’re tearing my whole coat apart because a moth’s gotta
live
That sweet Charlotte and scruffy Bas
With their little moths living in my coat