Buffalo Tom - Sundress
I wanna hear your sad, sad voice come to me loud and clear
I wanna hear your lips and tongue pour the words no ear should hear
Wanna watch you while your face reddens with fear
Watch your eyes get all clouded up with tears
This thing is such a stupid mess
So much you never would have guessed
Better watch yourself, watch your step
Watching your sundress just blowing in the breeze
This time of year I want to breathe, but I just sneeze
And the sunshine is just killing me by degrees
I go to smell the rose just to get stung by the bees
Your words are breeding day by day
You better watch the things you say
What's on your lip, your tongue just slipped
I don't need to read about myself in other towns
Don't want to hear all you have seen, and what you've found
And when you turn for the second go-around
Just keep your mouth shut and ear down to the ground
Your words are breeding day by day
You better watch the things you say
What's on your lip, your tongue just slipped
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