Four Eyes Songtext
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Four Eyes Songtext
Lord, I need a warm bed
Away from all these train wrecks
Pretty eyes all drilling for the kill
No big sensation
Exhausting my affliction
Patterns forming here beyond my will
Oh no, it ain′t gonna last past the weekend
So don't get your hands caught in a till
Need good eyesight to see through those
And you can′t see the creases for the end of your nose
Oh, four eyes, all of my money's on you
Now would be a good time
To come clean 'bout the waistline
Swing your hips and floor him like a thief
′Cause when they need replacing
Will he still do all the chasing
Tear your stockings off with his false teeth?
Oh no, it ain′t gonna last past the weekend
So don't get your hands caught in a till
Need good eyesight to see through those
And you can′t see the creases for the end of your nose
Oh, four eyes, all of my money's on you
Oh no, it ain′t gonna last past the weekend
So don't get your hands caught in a till
Need good eyesight to see through those
And you can′t see the creases for the end of your nose
Oh, four eyes, all of my money's on you
Need good eyesight to see through those
And you can't see the creases for the end of your nose
Four eyes, all of my money′s on you
Away from all these train wrecks
Pretty eyes all drilling for the kill
No big sensation
Exhausting my affliction
Patterns forming here beyond my will
Oh no, it ain′t gonna last past the weekend
So don't get your hands caught in a till
Need good eyesight to see through those
And you can′t see the creases for the end of your nose
Oh, four eyes, all of my money's on you
Now would be a good time
To come clean 'bout the waistline
Swing your hips and floor him like a thief
′Cause when they need replacing
Will he still do all the chasing
Tear your stockings off with his false teeth?
Oh no, it ain′t gonna last past the weekend
So don't get your hands caught in a till
Need good eyesight to see through those
And you can′t see the creases for the end of your nose
Oh, four eyes, all of my money's on you
Oh no, it ain′t gonna last past the weekend
So don't get your hands caught in a till
Need good eyesight to see through those
And you can′t see the creases for the end of your nose
Oh, four eyes, all of my money's on you
Need good eyesight to see through those
And you can't see the creases for the end of your nose
Four eyes, all of my money′s on you
Writer(s): Simon Aldred Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

