This is how I think it goes,
Still a bit fuzzy and makes me wish I could jump into this guys head and see what the lyrics really are.
Strings attached
Fake eyelashes
Broke apart the piggy bank for petty cash
Sensitive sister
Blush and don’t stare
Watch the children squabbling
In the square
Tip my hat
Low windows
Once I saw you naked there was nothing to show
Piano place and out of tempo
Of all the girls in her class she’s the most refined
I’d like to be there in the morning
When you wake up
Might be pipe dreams
But come Easter
We could pack up
I’d like to be there in the morning
When you wake up
Might be pipe dreams
But come Easter
We could pack up
(Vocalizing in background)
I’d like to show up
At your doorstep
Wearing a winter (Unintelligible)
And meet your family,
Couple of them are cooking
Take the (something) that your uncle (something) is brewing
I refuse to take that job
Just because poor don’t mean I can’t be a snob
Strawberry hair
Fair freckled skin
Waiting like a creep outside cotillion
Shy expression
Shawl on her shoulders
Bought this house with money that your grandfather stole
Much too young
Save imagination
Ruin an elegant girl’s reputation
I’d like to be there in the morning
When you wake up
Might be pipe dreams
But come Easter
We could pack up
(Vocalizing in background)
Now when they ask me
My occupation
And they’re preying and working up my patience
I’ve got no good friends
But it’s a party
And someone is taking away the car keys
Mass let’s out, rolling smokes for trades
Drink my weight in coffee at the penny arcade
Rows of shoes
Shows of Jewel breeds
Mama’s dying her hair in the vanity
Daddy’s much too tight
Tries silver spoon for size
Hotter than a needle through a camel’s eye
Folks gather round
The table from their place
“Boy if that girl don’t have expensive tastes”
This is how I think it goes, Still a bit fuzzy and makes me wish I could jump into this guys head and see what the lyrics really are. Strings attached Fake eyelashes Broke apart the piggy bank for petty cash Sensitive sister Blush and don’t stare Watch the children squabbling In the square Tip my hat Low windows Once I saw you naked there was nothing to show Piano place and out of tempo Of all the girls in her class she’s the most refined
I’d like to be there in the morning When you wake up Might be pipe dreams But come Easter We could pack up
I’d like to be there in the morning When you wake up Might be pipe dreams But come Easter We could pack up
(Vocalizing in background) I’d like to show up At your doorstep Wearing a winter (Unintelligible) And meet your family, Couple of them are cooking Take the (something) that your uncle (something) is brewing
I refuse to take that job Just because poor don’t mean I can’t be a snob Strawberry hair Fair freckled skin Waiting like a creep outside cotillion Shy expression Shawl on her shoulders Bought this house with money that your grandfather stole Much too young Save imagination Ruin an elegant girl’s reputation
I’d like to be there in the morning When you wake up Might be pipe dreams But come Easter We could pack up
(Vocalizing in background)
Now when they ask me My occupation And they’re preying and working up my patience I’ve got no good friends But it’s a party And someone is taking away the car keys
Mass let’s out, rolling smokes for trades Drink my weight in coffee at the penny arcade Rows of shoes Shows of Jewel breeds Mama’s dying her hair in the vanity Daddy’s much too tight Tries silver spoon for size Hotter than a needle through a camel’s eye Folks gather round The table from their place “Boy if that girl don’t have expensive tastes”
Some are a bit different, some are the same.