Lulu

Tickled by a sort of truth I thought I'd get the phone and call you I was waiting in a room you're on your way but something stalled you My pack of Peter Jackson Blacks are On a stack of old New Yorkers (ohhhh) You don't pick up so I light up and Forget what I meant to tell you (ohhhh) (Just gimme a second) You swept in like a broom, the dust makes way for Lulu I've been hiding in my room, You walked around like no one knew you (ohhhh) (Ohhhh) Everybody's got a weakness and I think that I've found mine Everybody's got a weakness and I think that I've found mine (Ohh) Everybody's got a weakness and I think that I've found mine Everybody's got a weakness and I think that I've found mine (Ohhh) Everybody's got a weakness and I think that I've found mine Everybody's got a weakness and I think that I've found mine