Lyrics

I stopped the thought before it's drip became insistent I rubbed it out and loved the spot where it was missing She's widely known the only maquereau that pays her taxes I got to box her for the money, said it might end Reeling and stumbling I've, I've got to bump around a while You don't use words like that, St. Louise is listening You don't use words like that, St. Louise is listening You rang the Eskimo to meet you at the station Oh, he's like milk to you half Swedish and half Asian And your aphasia strikes a bargain with the barter yard I got to box you for the money, said it might end Reeling and stumbling I've, I've got to bump around a while You don't use words like that, St. Louise is listening You don't use words like that, St. Louise is listening Let me get up on it, let me get up on it, let me, let me Let me get up on it, let me get up on it Let me get up on it, let me get up on it, let me, let me Let me get up on it, let me get up on it I could be your baby doll, I could be your doll baby I could be the things you want, I could do it all for you I could be your baby doll, I could be your doll baby I could be the things you want, I could do it all for you You don't use words like that, St. Louise is listening You don't use words like that, St. Louise is listening Let me get up on it, let me get up on it Let me get up on it, let me get up on it Let me get up on it, let me get up on it, let me, let me Let me get up on it, let me get up on it Let me get up on it, let me get up on it, let me, let me Let me get up on it, let me get up on it Let me get up on it, let me get up on it, let me, let me Let me get up on it, let me get up on it, let me, let me
Writer(s): Mark Degliantoni, Sebastian Steinberg, Yuval Gabay, Michael Doughty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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