Smoota

Lyrics

You and I: argument
Seemed to be permanent
Slam the door, start the car
Next stop Black Betty bar
Whiskey sour, make it four
Tight white sweater comes through the door
what’s your name, hand on thigh
Tonight I want to be eaten alive

Cause it’s natural
for me to want to make love to her
It’s natural
for me to want to go home with her
I don’t mean to make you cry

You and I: bodies linked
oral, anal, the kitchen sink
Never sleep, always high
keep on moving and we’ll never die
But all those years, heart’s parade
Laughter, singing, the love we made
the sun is here, brand new day
you’re so sweet but I just shouldn’t stay

Cause it’s natural
for me to want to make love to her
It’s natural
for me to want to go home to her
I don’t mean to make you cry
I don’t mean to make you cry