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Play House Video (MV)




Performed By: Reid Savage
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Mark Bastable, Reid Savage




Reid Savage - Play House Lyrics




She's holding out. I come on aloof again
If I rip it up, she'll tear off the roof again
And I'm splashed across the wall
I spill on the floor
The sashes snap and fall
There's a draft under the door
And the cold is getting in

We don't play house
Daddy's home and mom's away
We don't play house
One whole side just swings away

She's cooking up something I hate again
I'll spin the lie I already ate again
And it's thrown across the wall
And spilled on the floor
The doll and teddy-bear
Stand wide-eyed at the door
And your dinner's getting cold

We don't play house
Momma's home and dad's away
We don't play house
One whole side just swings away

We sweep the floor
We scrub the grill and we take out the bins
And we split the door
We crack the frames and we let all the insects in.
The bags are in the hall
The cab's on its way
We're waiting on the clock
And no one wants to pay
But the bills are rolling in

We don't play house
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English

She's holding out. I come on aloof again
If I rip it up, she'll tear off the roof again
And I'm splashed across the wall
I spill on the floor
The sashes snap and fall
There's a draft under the door
And the cold is getting in

We don't play house
Daddy's home and mom's away
We don't play house
One whole side just swings away

She's cooking up something I hate again
I'll spin the lie I already ate again
And it's thrown across the wall
And spilled on the floor
The doll and teddy-bear
Stand wide-eyed at the door
And your dinner's getting cold

We don't play house
Momma's home and dad's away
We don't play house
One whole side just swings away

We sweep the floor
We scrub the grill and we take out the bins
And we split the door
We crack the frames and we let all the insects in.
The bags are in the hall
The cab's on its way
We're waiting on the clock
And no one wants to pay
But the bills are rolling in

We don't play house
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Writer: Mark Bastable, Reid Savage
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