Domestica
Björk
Oh boy
Where have I put my keys?
I've looked in my pocket
Behind the newspaper
And underneath the remote control
And I cannot find where I put them again
Oh boy
I cannot find my keys
I'm far too late
The door is open now
A taxi is waiting there
And the phone keeps ringing
I am definitely not going to pick it up
'Cause when I grow up
I'm gonna get those fancy keyrings
That you whistle at
And they whistle right back at you