I tried to give you everything that you asked for” She told you every single day What an ordinary question to ask her “When can we go out to play?”
The room smells too much like your damn cigarettes dear And you could use a little air Cause London’s Calling and the gangs of stealthy lads with flashy teeth are more than you can bare
So you’re out the door to look for more (What was that stashed in mama’s closet?) Hold me close and love me most Not a word of what she told is true My blue-eyed fool
Her tongue’s a funny place where flocks of fancy words Are perched like the birds of paradise Always singing, but never leaving her mouth Til the smile is not a smile no more
You’re out the door to look for more (What was that stashed in mama’s closet?) Hold me close and love me most Not a word of what she told is true My blue-eyed fool
It’s true everybody’s chasing a secret Wearing down their Sunday shoes One day you take a well-deserved leave of absence Then the rest is up to you
You’re out the door to look for more (Who took the cash from mama’s closet?) Hold me close and love me most Not a word of what she told is true My blue-eyed fool