Human depravity and local news
Cheap perfume and the motel blues
She's got me wrapped around her fingernails that shine bright red
She's got me wrapped around her fingernails that drag me to bed
Hair ties and bandages and black and white tv's
Swearing on graves we got everything we need
She kicks in her sleep when everything is fine
She kicks in her sleep but I don't mind
Stale glass of bubbly and all talk is cheap
Talks about mythology but doesn't know what it means
There's wax on the carpet we'll forget to clean
There's wax on the carpet stains our perfect feet
Handshakes in parking lots and awkward goodbyes
Smell of burning rubber and well at least I tried
There's a sun in the distance that trying to rise
There's a sun in the distance but I won't hide
Not this time
Bp & the Big Picture - Motel Lyrics
Bp & the Big Picture - Motel Lyrics
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Human depravity and local news
Cheap perfume and the motel blues
She's got me wrapped around her fingernails that shine bright red
She's got me wrapped around her fingernails that drag me to bed
Hair ties and bandages and black and white tv's
Swearing on graves we got everything we need
She kicks in her sleep when everything is fine
She kicks in her sleep but I don't mind
Stale glass of bubbly and all talk is cheap
Talks about mythology but doesn't know what it means
There's wax on the carpet we'll forget to clean
There's wax on the carpet stains our perfect feet
Handshakes in parking lots and awkward goodbyes
Smell of burning rubber and well at least I tried
There's a sun in the distance that trying to rise
There's a sun in the distance but I won't hide
Not this time
Cheap perfume and the motel blues
She's got me wrapped around her fingernails that shine bright red
She's got me wrapped around her fingernails that drag me to bed
Hair ties and bandages and black and white tv's
Swearing on graves we got everything we need
She kicks in her sleep when everything is fine
She kicks in her sleep but I don't mind
Stale glass of bubbly and all talk is cheap
Talks about mythology but doesn't know what it means
There's wax on the carpet we'll forget to clean
There's wax on the carpet stains our perfect feet
Handshakes in parking lots and awkward goodbyes
Smell of burning rubber and well at least I tried
There's a sun in the distance that trying to rise
There's a sun in the distance but I won't hide
Not this time
Writer: Barryphillip Arruda
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid