Where The Tabloids Won't Find Us lyrics
Song information
Artist: Southcott Album: Flee The Scene
Lyrics
We'll plan to meet At your parent's residence I'll let my love for lechery Take over me, and all my Actions and all my words But they so seldom occur Lock the doors, turn the music loud Till our eardrums blow out
We'll create a buzz So much All the neighborhood will come by Cause all we are
Two kids, with two tin cans Connected by old strings On our rooftops taking messages So tell a good story To my answering machine Oh! how heartless I can be
I'm the one who's been calling you up Late at night To make sure that you're sleeping sounds and tight So just hold your pride Like you held your breath Waiting for the telephone to ring But your lungs are empty And your hips are motionless
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