Old 97's
Old 97's - Ivy lyrics
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Ivy's got a boyfriend problem Ivy's got a creep Me, I'm working overtime Working on a novel in my sleep Tell it to the jury, baby Tell it to your mom Well, I think it's a whodunit, oh, but I don't know who done it Well, it may be an alarm clock But it just might be a bomb Nobody wants me but the law And I'll lay it down Yeah, I'll lay it down Hands across the watermelon Waiting on the rain What I've got to offer Is academic, I ain't selling Goodbye, close the screen door See you later Go away Nobody wants me but the law And I'll lay it down Yeah, I'll lay it down for you Yeah, I'll lay it down I keep turning up The Wedding Present You're too tired to turn me down Well, you're probably gonna tell me That this sounds a little adolescent Counting me, there's one-point-three million lonely people in this town Nobody wants me but the law And I'll lay it down Yeah, I'll lay it down for you Yeah, I'll lay it down for you Yeah, I'll lay it down for you Yeah, I'll lay it down