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Disco Biscuits - Kitchen Mitts lyrics
So as I dream my body strolls away and left me but the voice form your arm and spite my soul hear my words they go unheard He's being nice to set you free when at my door a knocking sound in your thoughts you're here with me we plant our feet deep in the ground I wish and pray if god can hear if not for money, luck or fame walk with me and without fear some nights I dream the days became These words of love I say they said If not I'll walk a different path My love for you not counterfeit Nights I dream to steal you back. So I got this song To say hello Just a few words from me And why would you listen When you're in my bed Where you oughta' be So I could be riddled by those secrets That make me wanna say Maybe lets go easy But life has changed Don't uproot the tree in spring when all I wanna say If only you called on the doctor you waited in the kitchen and anticipated looks like you get your hands dirty sometimes just like mine. If only like shooting stars fare You see what you dare The thoughts travel elsewhere Why can't you hijack a comet and fly Tell me why I always see We for tea You and me. So sweet Georgia Why must I try When you like to rob and steal and all these people tell me you'll find someone else You never cut me a good deal So might I have to mention that we should blow them off 18 wheels and a ride Miles of paranoia, lunatics in jail And still we're having a good time. If only you called on the doctor you waited in the kitchen and anticipated looks like you get your hands dirty sometimes just like mine. If only like shooting stars fare You see what you dare The thoughts travel elsewhere Why can't you hijack a comet and fly Tell me why I always see We for tea You and me. Just like mine Just like mine Just like mine |
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