Song B Songtext
von Dune Pilot
Song B Songtext
One day I went into this bar and I ordered a Jack
She sat right next to me
She stared at me as if I was a donkey and she began to pry
My crack whore was really done
She said "Oh man, you just don′t know how I feel these days"
I said I wouldn't care
And then she lay her hand right onto
My knee and she leaned forward to me
I said "Please just calm down"
She said that she could need a helping
Hand and that I looked as if I could too
I asked her to explain
She meant that with a little bit of
Charity she would show me how to fly
I did not give a damn
She said "Man, you know better than me that you cannot resist
Just for a buck or two"
And then I pushed her away but she was like a boomerang
Always coming back
Sometimes I do most of my bidding
The stones spell sympathy
And I don′t know why I believe in some young breed
More than the bands getting old
Then I ask myself "Am I illegal too?"
Ian would be proud of me
Suddenly I've advice from Dr. Phil
He said "Use your third eye"
Finally on the side air it gave me the chill
I've got a new mask of skin
Only the king knew which son was lied to sin
Look at the mess I′m in
She sat right next to me
She stared at me as if I was a donkey and she began to pry
My crack whore was really done
She said "Oh man, you just don′t know how I feel these days"
I said I wouldn't care
And then she lay her hand right onto
My knee and she leaned forward to me
I said "Please just calm down"
She said that she could need a helping
Hand and that I looked as if I could too
I asked her to explain
She meant that with a little bit of
Charity she would show me how to fly
I did not give a damn
She said "Man, you know better than me that you cannot resist
Just for a buck or two"
And then I pushed her away but she was like a boomerang
Always coming back
Sometimes I do most of my bidding
The stones spell sympathy
And I don′t know why I believe in some young breed
More than the bands getting old
Then I ask myself "Am I illegal too?"
Ian would be proud of me
Suddenly I've advice from Dr. Phil
He said "Use your third eye"
Finally on the side air it gave me the chill
I've got a new mask of skin
Only the king knew which son was lied to sin
Look at the mess I′m in
Writer(s): Christian Schmidt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

