Lay your kisses upon my head
We're laughing now, how I've turned a
With more emotion than a length of width
How much can you feel?
Filling holes in my mind's eye
With everything I was scared to try
Like sweeping glass underneath her thigh
She said, "Cut me, baby"
I saw the band and the band was bland
Some New Wavers with a three tiered stand
I wanted Iggy, Iggy's hand
To hear the girls squeal
A blazing sun more
Still in the club, stuck in triangle time
With a five hundred dollar bottle of wine
It seems such a steal