Letra de Merman
I'm feeling flirty Must be you heard me My knee is hurty I'm nearing thirtyI'm taken to task evade Distractions fill up my nights "Look at the cakes I made" I sing through a pair of stretched tightsContinuing down the page The queen of Haverstock Hill Onto a marble stage Arrives and tells us about theCassettes and catgut A squealing sack but I toast a pine nut And serve it in my hutDownstairs they're playing trance again That awful bendy guitar Up through the floor again It's 9 am, 'til I cryAnd Time And A Word, my friend Inspires me more than guitars Playing in four that end Exactly how they beganSix months without an argument A girl with tresses like yours Is what I always meant I should have done this beforeThe second or third attempt At making somebody mine Seems to have worked for now I think I'm going to be fine