Lyrics

Well if you lookin’ for some sugar.
It’s right down here on the floor.
You’re a pretty clever jerk.
You said so many times before.
There’re dirty dishes in the oven.
There’s a pancake on the wall.
There’s so much food for you baby.
Why don’t you answer when I call.

Cause I’m waiting on you, like land that’s gone dry.
Waiting for the rain while the days slowly go by.

Like a river without water.
Like Bob Dylan without words.
Like Keith Richards without guitar.
Like Hitchcock without birds.
All I did say was, fuck off.
I mean can’t you take a joke.
When you saw me with your best friend.
You didn’t even wanna toke.

Some say I stole your money.
But that’s not how it is at all.
It’s you that stole my kisses.
And you gave me the finger yeah, that’s all.