Written by Harry Dean Jr./James Franks
verse 1 Bm D Nothing heats up my jacuzzi like when Fm A this used thong I found and bedazzled with gems Bm D Fm A brushes ever so gently against some boobs. Bm D I guess it's hard to believe that one man Fm A could have a ponytail this sensitive and Bm D Fm A distract an aggressive hawk that's cornered you. verse 2 Bm D I know my haiku's are freaking intense Fm A but even the words I made up to sound French Bm D Fm A don't express my feelings for your toilet parts. Bm D I would show up for our pottery class Fm A dressed like a pirate with John Water's mustache Bm D Fm A On a unicorn that shits your name in stars.One milkshake, two straws. Interlude Bm D Fm AD E Fm Fuckings cool, but Jimmy's the romantic type. A Loitering on cliffs, thinking about stuff like, D E Fm A Screwing you on the beach at night. x2Outro Bm Don't I (Don't I) D Sound so (Sound so) Fm Sexy (Sexy) A Echo (Echo.) x2 Release the doves!D E Fm Fuckings cool, but Jimmy's the romantic type. A Loitering on cliffs, thinking about stuff like, D E Fm A Screwing you on the beach at night. x2
See also: Bryan Ferry - The 'In' Crowd |
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