Atmosphere - Oooooooh Lyrics
[Slug]Would you prefer if I remove... MY... UHH?Nah they.. they clean..I mean.. what?You wanna look at the bottom of...?My shoes are clean girl, how about yours?Here we are sitting on your living room floorListening to some records from your collectionBoredom; in between a coma and an erectionStaring at the skin on your shoulder bladesAnd you don't take your eyes off my poker faceI'm wasted, and your as sober as JehovahKnocking door to door, trying to walk to roadThat the Mormon's pavedIf she was here on your sofa with a beer on a coasterShe'd of told 'ya that my game was way over playedMake no mistakeI love the way you taste like yogurt and some clover cigarettesGirl show me leg!So I'ma gonna trade these shoes for rollerskatesAnd I'ma stay happy just as long as there is a whore to payBut some of us already spent the rentSo we can't be content until there isn't no more today[Chorus: repeat 2X]Those are your shoesThese are my shoesWe've got issuesMy shoes are muddy girl, how about yours?Here we are loungin' on your bedroom floorI'm really drunk so I'm looking at your carpet likeMan, ***** the permit, I know where I'ma park tonightIt's closing time, the spins are gonna visit meThey're rolling thick like they know they taking victoryBut not tonight, right, I'ma make some historyGet up in your system and direct it like a symphonyLet me get to be the man of your mystery'Cause them meddeling kids don't understand your sensitivityShow some sympathyLet me kiss your feetLet's talk about a pretty bird and a busy beeIf I live to see fifty, I'ma be a tipsy, dir
