Of Montreal

The falling Freon

Is turning me on

It drips on the street

The sun cries from the heat

I love feeling beat

Kiss the lipstick on your teeth

Friends getting old

We all dig for gold

The crumbs and pieces

A dead mouse in the sink

Are turning me on, are turning me ...

Me on

The night so happy

The bass drum heavy

The photo glossy

The people pretty

Turning me on

Turning me on

Are turning me on

Are turning me ...

Me on

Oh