Woorden:
Lambchop

Ooh (What's the matter with the boy?) Ooh (Did he really have to be so sure?) But you're not thinking, ride around without a sound Restless boy in restless

So shy tonight I'm told you were, I'm in the thick of it I've been a dick with it, you're just not used to it Am I'm alright well, as you were there'

Bugs rub their legs Together in fevered pitch It trips me out Never gonna let it out Birds they wheeze And my legs they itch Yeah, it flips me out Wonder

He hated to shower 'Cause he wanted to smell What was left of the girl That stayed at his hotel Still the water was warm With the soap in his hand As

What was he wearing? What was I doing? That bittersweet feeling that l was doing something right And l drive and l think That you are the most beautiful

And if I never live to see another day Oh, I guess that have to be alright by me How come we never say what it is that we want to say Is this just another

Have I died in these pools for eyes? Well, I haven't cried and I haven't tried To tell you what you ought to When I see you, when you see me It's heard

The right of callous goes to malice and molders in the grave You seem to witness inner fitness, leaves without a trace To turn about inside the outer

We never argue International velvet international underground International coverage international i'd like to cover your butt We never argue because