(see if you can do what the next song tells you to)
(I was havin' a really good time....
and you fucked it up, baby
I like the way yr hips ride those curves
This brings me joy more than this boy deserves
But when yr sister calls me late at night
I get confused and don't know what's right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I like yr whiskey and yr fine preserves
And althoughyr saxophone gets on my nerves
I love the way you play the cor anglais
But I've seen your sister in her negligee
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wake up every morning just to see your face
I put the medal to the metal and get out of this place
And if I were you then I wouldn't be me
And if you were her then where would we be?
Well... Yeah...
I see you get angry, I get butterflies
I wish there were some way we could compromise
I will love you everynight in every way
If I can see yr sister some time in the day
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Submitted by Tina at Mon 18 Jul, 2011 11:05 pm