Song | Viz |
Artist | Le Tigre |
Album | This Island |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Fateman, Hanna, Samson | |
Walk inGive him my name | |
Looks up and down | |
Takes a good look at my pecs | |
Puts down the clipboard | |
Opens the rope for my 'stache | |
Walk in with my duffle hanging | |
Hat is tilted, | |
I'm inside | |
My eyes dream of bedroom surprise | |
They call it climbing, and | |
I call it visibility | |
They call it coolness, and | |
I call it visibility | |
They call it way too rowdy, and | |
I call it finally free | |
There's a girl | |
Her lips that have never seen | |
She comes up | |
Dances on me | |
I look into her eyes | |
I say, "Hey, yr not a dyke..." | |
She says, "I call it climbing, and you call it visibilityI call it coolness, and you call it visibilityI call it way too rowdy, and you call it finally free" | |
There's a slap on my back | |
I find another butch, hat cocked, and we | |
We put our hands in the crowd | |
And over and over | |
We jump up and down | |
They call it climbing, and we call it visibility | |
They call it coolness, and we call it visibility | |
They call it way too rowdy, and we call it finally free |
zuo ci : Fateman, Hanna, Samson | |
Walk inGive him my name | |
Looks up and down | |
Takes a good look at my pecs | |
Puts down the clipboard | |
Opens the rope for my ' stache | |
Walk in with my duffle hanging | |
Hat is tilted, | |
I' m inside | |
My eyes dream of bedroom surprise | |
They call it climbing, and | |
I call it visibility | |
They call it coolness, and | |
I call it visibility | |
They call it way too rowdy, and | |
I call it finally free | |
There' s a girl | |
Her lips that have never seen | |
She comes up | |
Dances on me | |
I look into her eyes | |
I say, " Hey, yr not a dyke..." | |
She says, " I call it climbing, and you call it visibilityI call it coolness, and you call it visibilityI call it way too rowdy, and you call it finally free" | |
There' s a slap on my back | |
I find another butch, hat cocked, and we | |
We put our hands in the crowd | |
And over and over | |
We jump up and down | |
They call it climbing, and we call it visibility | |
They call it coolness, and we call it visibility | |
They call it way too rowdy, and we call it finally free |
zuò cí : Fateman, Hanna, Samson | |
Walk inGive him my name | |
Looks up and down | |
Takes a good look at my pecs | |
Puts down the clipboard | |
Opens the rope for my ' stache | |
Walk in with my duffle hanging | |
Hat is tilted, | |
I' m inside | |
My eyes dream of bedroom surprise | |
They call it climbing, and | |
I call it visibility | |
They call it coolness, and | |
I call it visibility | |
They call it way too rowdy, and | |
I call it finally free | |
There' s a girl | |
Her lips that have never seen | |
She comes up | |
Dances on me | |
I look into her eyes | |
I say, " Hey, yr not a dyke..." | |
She says, " I call it climbing, and you call it visibilityI call it coolness, and you call it visibilityI call it way too rowdy, and you call it finally free" | |
There' s a slap on my back | |
I find another butch, hat cocked, and we | |
We put our hands in the crowd | |
And over and over | |
We jump up and down | |
They call it climbing, and we call it visibility | |
They call it coolness, and we call it visibility | |
They call it way too rowdy, and we call it finally free |