La la la
Could I Â… to you like your sweet Â….
Drunken afternoon early morning Â…
You're the Â….
And you're everywhere for me
You loss the tune last night, I loss a whole lot more
Staring into vessels I was sailing on the floor
I am the pirate ship
I know the siren on the shore
And you go to my head like overproof
You go to my head like overproof
La la la
You touch the... again in the usual way
And you've become a habit I just have to maintain
Like we Â….
You come right after the rain
You loss the tune last night, I loss a whole lot more
Staring into vessels I was sailing on the floor
I am the pirate ship
I know the siren on the shore
And you go to my head like overproof
You go to my head like overproof
La la la
Is the look, the glance Â…. my stance
Is the touch, the hands that knock me when I stand
Is the look, the glance Â…. my stance
Is the touch, the hands that knock me when I stand