I;m being pulled in a new direction, But I think I like it. I think I like it. I'm being pulled in a new direction. Through my painful pursuit, Somehow birdies took root. All the things I detested impossibly cute. God! What do I do? Pulled--- Mother always said be kind to strangers, But she doesn't know what they destroy. I can feel the clear and present dangers, When she learns that the boy... Has got me pulled in a new direction, But I think I like it. [PUGSLEY] That was good! That was good! [WEDNESDAY] I think I like it. [PUGSLEY] Do it again! Do it again!