Drip, Drip, Drip, outside my window, A head full of zip sleeps on my pillow And it must be a phase I'm in, Cause I can't explain to begin. Could be a permanent thing, But it feels like a meaningless fling.
The man in pink such a mild mannored fellow, He gave me a wink and a good natured Hello. Lately I've been tired all the time, Guilty of the worst kind of crime. A game I can't possibly win, When I keep getting kicked in the shin.
I'm just so far gone, I don't know what planet I'm on. Taken it hard for so long, I don't know whats right or whats wrong with me, I'm coming down.
(Such a funny creature) When I drink I feel mellow, And if I think I'm Sual Bellow. And lately I do as I please, Don't care much who disagrees. Could be a permanent thing, But it feels like a meaningless fling.
And they say I'm just a Pleasure Seeker
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: Brendan Benson (The Raconteurs) (KNR-I)Publicado em 2002ECAD verificado fonograma #2337459 em 04/Mai/2024