Salad - Come Back Tomorrow Lyrics
Come on baby - I want your miltCome back tomorrow, I wont be getting home till thenCome back tomorrow, well trip the light fantastic in my bedDont you know that its true, my hair was an iglooBuilt from varnish and glueAll the love in the world could never heal itCome round tomorrow, take my advice and bring a silver combIf you still love me, well sit a while between the showsAnd they said that its true, brighton pier holds a message for youAll the seagulls that fly there whisper it softlyWell you got to wear it out, one false move will let it fall outYeah you gotta let it out, dont leave it hanging all aboutAnd if your heartbeats are round youll know that you are breathingAll these thoughts are profound, they take us up to touch the ceilingCome back tomorrow, well trip the light fantastic in my bed