Tapping Songtext
von Michael Waugh
Tapping Songtext
In the stickiness of summer, in the sleeplessness of heat
In the rolling round rubbing on the dirty cotton sheets
Whining dog is scratching at the fence, tugging at the leash
Dazza′s wearing stubby shorts and a Bulldogs footy top
He's chatting up the barmaid, he′s sucking in his gut
He says, "Do you wanna see my burnout? Do you wanna see my skip?
Do you wanna see the parking lot? I'll flip your bloody lid"
Banging on the bar with a set of Hilux keys
Tap, tap, tapping rhythms out like two stray dogs in heat
Trying to be subtle, staring down the front of her dress
She's trying not to notice with her arms across her chest
Trying not to notice with her arms across her chest
And then someone in the kitchen calls out table 22
She leaves to take the service, serves a backside view
Two flies copulate in the air above the door
Dazza′s like a dog with a bone he can′t ignore
Banging on the bar with a set of Hilux keys
Tap, tap, tapping rhythms out like two stray dogs in heat
Jesus, I could tap that, darling you look gorgeous in that dress
"When you finish work I'm gonna take you for a spin"
He says, "When you finish work I′m gonna take you for a spin"
Her shift is almost over, only Dazza's at the bar
She′s hoping that somebody else might walk her to the car
She packs away some glasses, turns around to see
Dazza stumbling out the back door
The concrete in the carpark is radiating heat
Bouncing round the sound of her footsteps as she leaves
The brittle echo sounds like a set of Hilux keys
Tap, tap, tapping
Tap, tap, tapping
Tomorrow night they're back, and all across the news
It says a woman′s been attacked, he says, "Thank God it wasn't you
What did she expect walking round dressed up like that?"
He's got questions for the victim but she doesn′t answer back
Banging on the bar with a set of Hilux keys
Tap, tap, tapping rhythms out like two stray dogs in heat
"Baby, when you finish, maybe can I drive you home?"
She′s walking like a woman who'd rather be alone
Tapping out a rhythm, leave me alone
In the rolling round rubbing on the dirty cotton sheets
Whining dog is scratching at the fence, tugging at the leash
Dazza′s wearing stubby shorts and a Bulldogs footy top
He's chatting up the barmaid, he′s sucking in his gut
He says, "Do you wanna see my burnout? Do you wanna see my skip?
Do you wanna see the parking lot? I'll flip your bloody lid"
Banging on the bar with a set of Hilux keys
Tap, tap, tapping rhythms out like two stray dogs in heat
Trying to be subtle, staring down the front of her dress
She's trying not to notice with her arms across her chest
Trying not to notice with her arms across her chest
And then someone in the kitchen calls out table 22
She leaves to take the service, serves a backside view
Two flies copulate in the air above the door
Dazza′s like a dog with a bone he can′t ignore
Banging on the bar with a set of Hilux keys
Tap, tap, tapping rhythms out like two stray dogs in heat
Jesus, I could tap that, darling you look gorgeous in that dress
"When you finish work I'm gonna take you for a spin"
He says, "When you finish work I′m gonna take you for a spin"
Her shift is almost over, only Dazza's at the bar
She′s hoping that somebody else might walk her to the car
She packs away some glasses, turns around to see
Dazza stumbling out the back door
The concrete in the carpark is radiating heat
Bouncing round the sound of her footsteps as she leaves
The brittle echo sounds like a set of Hilux keys
Tap, tap, tapping
Tap, tap, tapping
Tomorrow night they're back, and all across the news
It says a woman′s been attacked, he says, "Thank God it wasn't you
What did she expect walking round dressed up like that?"
He's got questions for the victim but she doesn′t answer back
Banging on the bar with a set of Hilux keys
Tap, tap, tapping rhythms out like two stray dogs in heat
"Baby, when you finish, maybe can I drive you home?"
She′s walking like a woman who'd rather be alone
Tapping out a rhythm, leave me alone
Writer(s): Michael John Waugh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
