Song | Wash U Clean |
Artist | Beth Thornley |
Album | Wash U Clean |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
(*Beth Thornley) | |
U run it rich, that carburetor* | |
U gotta open, open that choke. | |
‘Cause when you’re here, the air it won’t clear. | |
And u just blowin’, just blowin’ smoke. | |
U got a blue feather bird on a golden swing. | |
It wears a ruby tipped crown but it don’t sing. | |
U keep bringin’ me gifts like it ain’t no thing | |
but I thought u said goodbye. | |
I thought u let; let that bird fly. (there it goes) | |
Baby, I can’t wash you clean. | |
U got a match, well I got the gasoline. | |
Baby, redemption ain’t free. | |
U gonna need more than u can get from me. | |
This river’s dry. Baby, can’t wash u clean. | |
U gotta a new monkey bangin’ some tambourine. | |
It’s got some big button eyes; it’s made of velveteen. | |
U just want me to know u got all you need. | |
but am I OK alone? | |
cause here’s a monkey | |
if I need company; (nice monkey) | |
U comin’ over like u was clover. | |
I’m gonna cut it with my lawnmower. | |
U knockin’ at my, my door all tangled. | |
Your guilty conscience wrapped ‘round your ankles. | |
I see you draggin’ it ‘cross my floor now. | |
U feelin’ better. I’m feelin’, I’m feelin’ worse now. |
Beth Thornley | |
U run it rich, that carburetor | |
U gotta open, open that choke. | |
' Cause when you' re here, the air it won' t clear. | |
And u just blowin', just blowin' smoke. | |
U got a blue feather bird on a golden swing. | |
It wears a ruby tipped crown but it don' t sing. | |
U keep bringin' me gifts like it ain' t no thing | |
but I thought u said goodbye. | |
I thought u let let that bird fly. there it goes | |
Baby, I can' t wash you clean. | |
U got a match, well I got the gasoline. | |
Baby, redemption ain' t free. | |
U gonna need more than u can get from me. | |
This river' s dry. Baby, can' t wash u clean. | |
U gotta a new monkey bangin' some tambourine. | |
It' s got some big button eyes it' s made of velveteen. | |
U just want me to know u got all you need. | |
but am I OK alone? | |
cause here' s a monkey | |
if I need company nice monkey | |
U comin' over like u was clover. | |
I' m gonna cut it with my lawnmower. | |
U knockin' at my, my door all tangled. | |
Your guilty conscience wrapped ' round your ankles. | |
I see you draggin' it ' cross my floor now. | |
U feelin' better. I' m feelin', I' m feelin' worse now. |
Beth Thornley | |
U run it rich, that carburetor | |
U gotta open, open that choke. | |
' Cause when you' re here, the air it won' t clear. | |
And u just blowin', just blowin' smoke. | |
U got a blue feather bird on a golden swing. | |
It wears a ruby tipped crown but it don' t sing. | |
U keep bringin' me gifts like it ain' t no thing | |
but I thought u said goodbye. | |
I thought u let let that bird fly. there it goes | |
Baby, I can' t wash you clean. | |
U got a match, well I got the gasoline. | |
Baby, redemption ain' t free. | |
U gonna need more than u can get from me. | |
This river' s dry. Baby, can' t wash u clean. | |
U gotta a new monkey bangin' some tambourine. | |
It' s got some big button eyes it' s made of velveteen. | |
U just want me to know u got all you need. | |
but am I OK alone? | |
cause here' s a monkey | |
if I need company nice monkey | |
U comin' over like u was clover. | |
I' m gonna cut it with my lawnmower. | |
U knockin' at my, my door all tangled. | |
Your guilty conscience wrapped ' round your ankles. | |
I see you draggin' it ' cross my floor now. | |
U feelin' better. I' m feelin', I' m feelin' worse now. |