Girl, you could explain for a thousand days. But I'll never work out while we're throwing it all away. You say you're still in love, you just need more space.
Little red roosters. Strolling their way downtown. Singing in small rooms. Working for a rising sound. . Hey, what you doing?. You've been wasting the time.
I never did you wrong. But it makes a better song. Than you were off and I was on, on. . Your twilight is my dawn. You take too long. I got off, but you go on, on.
Dancin' when the stars go blue. Dancin' when the evening fell. Dancin' in your wooden shoes. In a wedding gown. . Dancin' out on 7th Street. Dancin' through the underground.
Barenaked in your sweet perfume. Your body shines under that mellow light. Eveybody is waiting for your novelties. They stay in line for you to play the game.
Left after the weeping willow tree. Right past my house down the alley. To the chair in the room where I live and breathe. I live and breathe. Nothing ever happens to me.
Hot and sexy is the definition of her. So why she workin' with someone who doesn't value her worth?. Don't want to be the one, no. To come between, cause that's not my style.
It's the time of the season. When the love runs high. In this time, give it to me easy. And let me try with pleasured hands. . To take you and the sun to.
Take off. . Not just a wishbone place to go. And it's not a sun house though. Ooh, ooh, ooh. Not just a wishbone place to play. At the end of your working day.
I shut the windows and close the store. I lay down on the bathroom floor. Everyone I know is a bore. . I'm starting to think that everything stinks. That I could really use a drink.
Comin' up.... Comin' up.... Comin' up.... Comin' up.... Comin' up.... . Imagine we're some place far away (far away). No one around, we're alone (we're alone).
I was so high I did not recognize. The fire burning in her eyes. The chaos that controlled my mind. Whispered goodbye and she got on a plane. Never to return again.
Fuck this. We're a bunch of pretentious pricks. If I was sober (??). Do I fucking know where I fucking drink. . B-A-N-AH. Hardcore bangs not cool. 'Cause I'm not the worst.
I took a ride with a pretty music. I went down and, baby, can you tell?. I took a ride with a pretty music. Now I'm putting it to you straight from hell.
This is a remedy. . You're running from all that you said to me. We fell apart and then just let it be. But I know that I don't wanna say goodbye. . All alone, this world can be so empty.
You are, you're beautiful when you're mad. You are, you're beautiful when you're crazy. . Crazy like the time you took to talk in slow. Letting no one know.
It's not quite disaster. But we're in the dark. Let's not wait till after. It all goes too far. . 'Cause I'm a little blurry. I can't find you lately.
I'd see you in a crowd. A million people loud. You try to hide. But something make you call out. . I gotcha fallin' hard. You make me drop my guard. We try to fight it.
We'll milk the chickens, pluck the cows. Milk the chickens, pluck the cows. Put the dirty clothes in the drawer. Put the dirty clothes in the drawer. .
Ladies and gentlemen. Listen. I-I-I-I'm r-r-I'm ready. . *whistles*. . Ohh, that's right. Rough on whack. . Word, word, word. Word.