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Jandek

Genres: Folk

Only Lover Lyrics - Jandek

You never smoke a cigarette when you are doing something 

Only when you are half doing it 

You are a teenage runt with a lot of cream, Sparky 

Gone floating down a river to Madrid 

And a car pull in softly 

Waiting for the footsteps 

How has she followed me here 

The tent I went to wasn't mine 

It was a cantaloupe's 

Cantaloupes are so good to eat 

When you dream of your Johnny in a shower 

Gone floatin' down a river to Madrid 

I love you my lady 

I love you like I do 

Why you make me so blue 

A-kill me, kill me, kill me 

Kill me, kill me 

I think I'm a goner 

When I see one of your shoes 

Gone floatin' down a river to Madrid 

You're the reason I live 

You're the cause of my death 

I love what I can't help 

You took my success 

Will you take my failure 

After Arnie took a pill from the bottom 

He wasn't ne'er the same 

You ought to be gone floatin' down a river to Madrid 

I hear you bought a new dress 

A red the color of your kiss 

Darlin' are you with me now 

A-kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me 

Ohhh it's my time to die 

When I think of your black lips 

Gone floatin' down a river to Madrid 

Found a painted pony in your breast 

Can I tell you the rest 

I love you goddess 

Listen mister can you be my monkey 

Feel my pulse take a stab at my arm 

I wasn't meant to have a garden 

Gone floatin' down a river to Madrid 

Jezebel, you're my favorite 

In your country I roam 

Listen to me now, lady 

Worst I had to tell you was I followed you here 

First you made me promise that I wouldn't leave 

Then I found my freedom 

Gone floatin' down a river to Madrid 

Lost some lovely on the way 

You gave them back I heard you say 

You're my only lover 

Like a kangaroo I'm only half doing what I do 

Jesus stares at me from the wall 

And I think I like your bosom 

Aw gone floatin' down a river to Madrid 

Ahh, you hear my music 

Oh, lord I think it's hard to tell 

How she followed me here