Jenny Owen Youngs
Jenny Owen Youngs - Porchrail lyrics
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I've got a case of the stares like you wouldn't believe Everyone moves around with me I try to focus but I can't keep still And since you're kind I think you will Just hold right there Don't move or blink Just need a minute To sit and think I got a spat of attention Always along with my tea Every urge on that swing turns tradgically free There's nothing more attractive like the thing you can't have I've got every intention of loosing my tie From the motivation to make this man mine Just hold right there Don't move or blink Just need a minute To sit and think I'm going to be sick I think I'm going to be sick I'm going to be