Letras
At the start I mow my lawn
The ivy in the air breaks my body out
Even if I got that job in Kettering
I wouldn't leave I need the ooze and weeping
Ooh
Every night the girl at work
Winks at me and drew a clam bake on the shelf
Even if she turned out well, she empties trash
I wouldn't want help, I like the large bed to myself
Ooh
Ooh
The trains by my house
Clickety-clack, clickety-clack
I love you