Sleater Kinney - Milkshake And Honey Lyrics
14 Rue de Savoythat's where the flat was letshacked up in Paristwo days after we had met18 bars of the sonata and you were minethis music gig doesn't pay that wellbut the fans are alrightdarling come homei can't take the apartment aloneyou left your beret behindand your croissant is getting coldvisa, mastercard, discovered that i was spenttook my heart, my best jeansand left me with paying the rentuser, abuser, a loser but i didn't carei've always been a guy with a sweet toothand that girl was just like a king-sized candy barpick up the phonemeet me at the Sorbonneyou keep on turning me onwith those french words that i can't pronouncemilkshake and honey, yeah...milkshake and honey, yeah...(ma petit comment ca va)milkshake and honey, yeah...