You say all these baggers are just sleight of the hand I can blow them once they'd scatter like sand And you treat me like some young Italian Kissing napes of necks while I steal medallions Crash my moped into your fence and leave all your lawn to crawl in your vents Just to watch you sit there watchin some TV
I'm a real charmer for sex acts I can have it here in this vent I'll be your ex-lover Your sister, your brother to torrment
You got me so easy You got me so hard Your life is like museums My life you're just art
Oh baby come caress me So I won't turn blind Now I'd sell you for some dumb luck And a dime-filled jar
And when all my words fall by your feet And you laugh at me while I dream in streets would you still take two just to local color But your purse won't hold your outfit together
Now you're bound to take the love that I found And you peck at roots dug up from the ground And I sit here freezin' Feelin' up nothing
We can get drunk at the movies We can get drunk in my room I'll be your ex-lover Your sister, the brother you'll bring doom
You got me so easy You got me so hard Your love is like surgery My love is like scars
Oh baby on the red sea We took him by fire Now I'd sell you for a raincoat Before a fight
They'll knock you out now don't you let them Reaching your mouth taking your tears Now carpetbaggers don't you let them We love this life spent in tender youthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
