Woo!
One long marriage to the truth
One long worshipping of sound
One more dream about you hiding
And then showing me what you found
One more leaking from the roof
One more painting of a clown
One more time you sing to me
About the nicest guys around, ah
And there's something about the difference
Makes it easier to see
But there's something about the distance
Like the splitting of a tree
Look at how my house has grown
Covered it in testosterone
Showing off two fried eggs
I think I like my legs
(Ah!)
One more whore's bath at the party
One more spilling on the dress
And I know you want to go home
But you wear the food so well
One more lighting of the torch
One more corner of your eye
But it's one less bell to answer
If you can make it through the night
Look at how my house has grown
Covered it in testosterone
Showing off two fried eggs
I think I like my legs
No, I never said
What I thought was never nice
I gave you the feeling good
And chased it all my life
Alone's not what I thought (Ah!)
I'm not sad to see you go
I'm not looking for an answer
Because when I know, I know, I know
Look at how my house has grown
Covered it in testosterone
Showing off two fried eggs
I think I like my legs
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