Licking up tables

Licking up tables

Walking around

Something ain't right with you

Not making a sound

Ignore the game for two

You know that I try

I’m bad at saying goodbye

Believing everything you say

I was never right for you my dear

But it's you

Ahh

It's you

I see you you with a collar round your neck

It’s leather, plastic, cotton, soaking wet

When I see you, you're on empty, and you're panting

And you're dancing like a dog

With the lights out, licking up tables

Sleeping with cotton eyed Joe

I've been married a long time ago

Where'd you come from you little hoe

And I wanna get your number

I wanna feel your thunder

I'm walking around

Something ain't right with you

Not making a sound

Ignore the game for two

You know that I try

I’m bad at saying goodbye

Believing everything you say

You know that I’m right for you my dear

Cuz it's you

Ahh

It’s you