Something Borrowed Songtext
von Lifter

I′d love to read about it in the paper
When we touch down and we're clean
I′d love to find your name in the phone book
When I'm happy and I'm straight
And every day will be like Christmas day I guess

Sit down and write you a letter with a picture of my new car
How you′ve been? Is it all the same?
Is it better with a brand new name on your box?


I′d love to send you a new record
With your picture on the back
And you could hear it in the morning
With a cigarette in your bed
And every day will be like my birthday I guess

Slide in, slide down, slide out
Slide in, slide down, slide out
Slide in, slide down, slide out
Slide in, slide down, slide out