Backwashed thoughts And you made me talk No, you made me listen
There's a feeling From Ada to Irene Theres something, theres nothing You haven't seen
Tiny TV's on at 3 So serene No place to be Alone
So come on over, yeah Let's sit down a little while Some wine You will find the same things
Same things, same things Same things, same things
By the time you read this You kicked it in the sun It was all that you could do How could you refuse?
You kicked it in the sun It was all you had to do You kicked it in the sun It was all you had to do, how could you refuse?
And you kicked it in the sun It was wrong and it was rude And you kicked it in the sun It was wrong and it was rude, how could you refuse?
And you kicked it in the sun
It's alright now I'm getting over getting mine It's alright now I'm getting over getting mine
He seemed so unashamed of how he operated Corresponds to the facts that you want Despite his expectations he turned out mediocre His master plan was so so
We're special in other ways Ways our mothers appreciate That net does not make me feel safe All those holes make me nervous
He woke up late that morning Went to the window and saw The sun had stopped its shining So, so
We're special in other ways Ways our mothers appreciate We're special in other ways Ways our mothers appreciate