Bushy tail Waitin' for the signal No, I don't belong to no club Walkin' on ice, walkin' to the edge of the Earth You do the walkabout, too No, you don't belong to nobody Slowly, we turn, slowly, we become spilled beans You play Jack and I'll be your Jane Just clay in the mirror Stripped of my me in the woozy afternoon The girl is a natural man Said, the girl is a natural Some draw the lines, we see the lies in crossin'
(Crossin') (Crossin') Some draw the lines, we've seen it all in crossin'
Bright eye Locked in on the signal No, I don't belong to no cult Walkin' off road, walkin' to the edge of the skull You walk wherever you want No, you don't belong to nothin', nothin', nothin' Sure as we kiss, surely, we become spilled milk Dancin' with your dirty skeleton I'll swallow your hair Strippin' you down low in the blond summer Flames eat my haunted room Too hot to not drip All of our sweetest things when we're crossin'
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Ooh, when we're crossin' What could be crossin' your mind? We're only crossin' a street We're always crossin' our linesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
