A treehouse at the end of the garden is waiting for you.
Detached and beautifully thatched, with a quite pleasant view.
I'd put on the kettle,
but I know that it wouldn't fit me.
It's small and it's metal.
Exactly how your kiss felt,
could you melt?
I know it could be ...

Not sordid as you had imagined, it is quite warm and cosy.
In a setting that would lend itself to cider with Rosie.
I'd put on the kettle,
but I know that it wouldn't fit me.
It's small and it's metal.
Exactly how your kiss felt,
could you melt?
And come round for tea.

I can't impress lavish taste
I fall down without grace
your cold heart leaves a trace
a pool of tears around my face
and you laugh about it
and you laugh about it
and you laugh about it
with your friends, or so called friends.

A treehouse at the end of my garden is better with two.
Attached and wonderfully happy, I'll bid you à dien.
I feel in fine fettle,
she only has to smile and kiss me.
No precious metal is needed to console her,
I hold her,
it's easy to see!

I can't impress lavish taste
I fall down without grace
your cold heart leaves a trace
a pool of tears around my face
and you laugh about it
and you laugh about it
and you laugh about it
with your friends, or so called friends.

And you laugh about it
and you laugh about it
and you laugh about it
with your friends, or so called friends.


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Two Girls And A Treehouse song meanings
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