Hicky - Lambchop

He hated to shower 
Cause he wanted to smell 
What was left of the girl 
That stayed at his hotel 
Still the water was warm 
With the soap in his hand 
As he halted the process 
Just to stare at this man 
In the dark of his room 
Right after his nap 
He buried his face in her pillow 
Then he stared down at his lap 
A small circle of miracles 
Surrounded his head 
That ranged dark blue 
All the way to dark red 

And in honor of this new affair 
He bought some socks and some underwear 
He was feelin' so sporty and lookin' brand new 
To cover up his invisible tattoo 

The box on the carpet 
Matched the lines on his head 
As he was ready to sleep 
And he turns down the bed 
Removes all his clothes now 
Lays them on the floor 
Slips under the covers 
He hears her key in the door 
His eyes blink for a minute 
His lids open and close 
A cool warmth fills the room 
He feels her chest on his nose 
His brow brushes her navel 
His hand follows her hips 
His neck jerks on the pillow 
Feels the touch of her lips 

And in honor of this new affair 
He bought some socks and some underwear 
He was feelin' so sporty and lookin' brand new 
To cover up his invisible tattoo 

But not as good as this invisible tattoo