Cryptic Lipstick Songtext
von Dictaphone Blues
Cryptic Lipstick Songtext
Cryptic lipstick smeared on real thick
What you trying to tell me? I don′t know
Whatever happened to a simple pattern?
You're talking clues like a loaded crossword
Heirloom perfume got me guessing real good
Never understood it, couldn′t even when I tried
Boho mojo seeping out of your pores
Baby crystal underneath the full moon
She powders the cheeks with roses and keeps
You under her velvet hue
The foundation is set, yet she's not making sense
And you never made the first move
Your eyes align, my tongue is tied as usual
Your lips are red, my words are spent, what do you know?
Your hair falls, I lose my poise
You tie it back up as you leave
She powders the cheeks with roses and keeps
You under her velvet hue
The foundation is set, yet she's not making sense
And you never made the first move
Your eyes align, my tongue is tied as usual
Your lips are red, my words are spent, what do you know?
Your hair falls, I lose my poise
You tie it back up as you leave
Cryptic lipstick smeared on real thick
What you trying to tell me? I don′t know
I don′t know
I swear I don't know
I swear I don′t know
I swear I don't know
I swear I don′t know
What you trying to tell me? I don′t know
Whatever happened to a simple pattern?
You're talking clues like a loaded crossword
Heirloom perfume got me guessing real good
Never understood it, couldn′t even when I tried
Boho mojo seeping out of your pores
Baby crystal underneath the full moon
She powders the cheeks with roses and keeps
You under her velvet hue
The foundation is set, yet she's not making sense
And you never made the first move
Your eyes align, my tongue is tied as usual
Your lips are red, my words are spent, what do you know?
Your hair falls, I lose my poise
You tie it back up as you leave
She powders the cheeks with roses and keeps
You under her velvet hue
The foundation is set, yet she's not making sense
And you never made the first move
Your eyes align, my tongue is tied as usual
Your lips are red, my words are spent, what do you know?
Your hair falls, I lose my poise
You tie it back up as you leave
Cryptic lipstick smeared on real thick
What you trying to tell me? I don′t know
I don′t know
I swear I don't know
I swear I don′t know
I swear I don't know
I swear I don′t know
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