Baby Elvis - Last Thursday Lyrics

So here I am again
Just me and my dirty room
I've always wondered where this dust comes from
Well, I guess I can't know everything
But I'd like to know how to love you!

There's a small trace on the dust over the wall, a reminder of your phantom
Oh, this is just too deep!
I'm not in the mood for this kind of stuff
I just want simple things, you know, like a ride on the back of a giraffe

The paint on the wall turns gray
My face in the mirror is blue
I dig a hole in the Milky Way
No answer, no clue, no you!
But what about last Thursday?

I think I'm gonna make some tea
'Cause I'm a tea lover!
Yeah, I'm a motherf*ckin' tea lover
And I love you...

But what about last Thursday?
But what about last Thursday?

But what about last Thursday?
But what about last Thursday?
But what about last Thursday?
But what about last f*ckin' Thursday?