Lyrics

I just want to send my love Thumbs with words to cut down to it Close the gap and book the ticket Now All the open senses with the silent partner They belong to everyone You don't believe in fences So why the ultimatum? There's enough to go around My holy smoking pig in bed I want to cuddle with I would pay five hundred francs To be insured by you I just want to sell my stuff Go on tour and make a movie Learn to love what comes right through me Now All the open senses with the silent partner They belong to everyone You don't believe in fences So why the ultimatum? There's enough to go around My holy smoking pig in bed I want to cuddle with I would pay five hundred francs To be insured by you
Writer(s): Ryan Power Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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