Pavement - At T Lyrics
Maybe somones gonna save meMy heart is made of gravyAnd the laps I swim from lunatics dont countOpen up your stockingPull out all the things you never wantedtil room service callsRoom service callsOpen up your hands and let me see the things you keep in thereI want to split up fifty-fiftyThats the way we do it in this rogues townIve got all the glory in the worldAnd I hope it doesnt floor you before you goRoom service callsIn the random falls -- go!Whenever (x6) eve eve ever I feel fineIm gonna walk awayFrom all this, all that.The groovy groovy kitty and little little pityWith your slipshed (? ) watch in backAnd skinny skinny people dont like thatWhen you call on themSpell me.Spritzer on ice in new york cityIsnt it a pity?You never had anything to mix with thatListen to the tender behind the open chest in the hallRoom service callsIm blue n green, green and blue-ooooWhenever (x4) ne ne ne ne never hoI feel fi-i-ine, Ill walk the plank for youIll walk the plankI wore your ? plank? for you in the d-d-d-d-darkOf the captain (seder row? )Jacob, jacob javitz, Id like to thank you for everythingPrimarily your glass houseIm workin the ballin stores nIm cashmir wrap sellinCome along lads, join hands, 1. 2. 3. go! (guess, levis, guess, levis)WhaaaahahaahahooohoaoohooThe story it goes and aDistorted ghostDistorted ghost
