Old 97's - Ivy Lyrics
Ivy's got a boyfriend problemIvy's got a creepMe, I'm working overtimeWorking on a novel in my sleepTell it to the jury, babyTell it to your momWell, I think it's a whodunit, oh, butI don't know who done itWell, it may be an alarm clockBut it just might be a bombNobody wants me but the lawAnd I'll lay it downYeah, I'll lay it downHands across the watermelonWaiting on the rainWhat I've got to offerIs academic, I ain't sellingGoodbye, close the screen doorSee you laterGo awayNobody wants me but the lawAnd I'll lay it downYeah, I'll lay it down for youYeah, I'll lay it downI keep turning up The Wedding PresentYou're too tired to turn me downWell, you're probably gonna tell meThat this sounds a little adolescentCounting me, there's one-point-three million lonely people in this townNobody wants me but the lawAnd I'll lay it downYeah, I'll lay it down for youYeah, I'll lay it down for youYeah, I'll lay it down for youYeah, I'll lay it down
