your southern lips on mine

i give in easily and don't ask why

i couldn't sleep that night

i wandered down by the railway track

i ain't never coming back



put your arms around my neck

you're a dirty little insect

make a bed upon the shore

i've seen you're type before

and whatever you're here for

i'm not leaving, i've got no place to go



i said i said i'm not from here

you said that much is clear

you left the door wide open for me

vermillion taking over

i couldn't help but follow you down

you laid me down by the river



put your arms around my neck 

you're a dirty little insect

make a bed upon the shore

i've seen your type before

bad to the bone

and we don't know which way the road will turn

but there'll be no stumbling

'cos i got no place to fall