Sharkhead Lyrics
I got heartache in my ribs
Just as big as the over-inflated head on your shoulders
So dramatic, baby
So glad we came dinner together to watch you throw fits
And food
Bartenders are whispering, "Who does he think he is
Just who the hell."
I tell them with my sensible eyes that this is just a bad day for you
See what I do for you?
And I sweetly hold your hands
As your hands hold up your head
I find it hard to express the kind of joy I feel when we're together
So where's the correlation to the boy who wrapped my feet this morning?
Who's the one who holds me and the wall and cries?
And I know sweet, it is you
Okay, please keep your voice down, okay, I know, I love you
I love you with all these aching ribs, chummy
My friends said I would never be happy with you
You said that history would prove them wrong
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You said did I want to be in your biography or not
You said, "Swing with me or die a waitress."
And boy do we swing
Oh my sweet sharkhead blasto-pal
How I have learned to love the way you drool like that
When your head finally slumps to one side ...
Now can I call the taxi?
