Oh I'll bet I know what you like
At least think I know what you might
I'm not the most cocksure guy
But I get all bold with every smile
So please, show me your teeth, I'll show mine
I sure hope our P's and Q's don't mind
Cause I've been alone quite some time
And I've got to scratch this itch of mine
And I think I know what you know
I'm not that smooth but I'm not blind
The hours pass us by as gin slips slowly
Past our tingling spines, cheeks warm and glowing
I'm a social mess but not yet slurring
The words that come to rest upon my luring tongue
Oh I'll bet I know what you like
At least think I know what you might
I'm not the most cocksure guy
But I still sure fight the good hard fight
Try as I may, try I might
I'll ever scratch this itch of mine
We've all got our vices, this one's mine
So I might not smoke but I get high
Underneath this fleshy robe lies a beast with no control
I fed it once look how it's grown
Oh my god, bring me peace from this wolf covered in fleece
I can't shake loose from its teeth
Oh my god, set me free
I have no ability to cut my leash and walk away
With every passing night my conscience lessens
And seems to pacify these guilt filled sessions
Now I'm a social pest but not yet willing
To put my laws to rest till I'm done filling these holes
I'll bet I know what you like
At least think I know what you might
And I'm not the most cocksure man (?)
I take what I get and get what I can
At least think I know what you might
I'm not the most cocksure guy
But I get all bold with every smile
So please, show me your teeth, I'll show mine
I sure hope our P's and Q's don't mind
Cause I've been alone quite some time
And I've got to scratch this itch of mine
And I think I know what you know
I'm not that smooth but I'm not blind
The hours pass us by as gin slips slowly
Past our tingling spines, cheeks warm and glowing
I'm a social mess but not yet slurring
The words that come to rest upon my luring tongue
Oh I'll bet I know what you like
At least think I know what you might
I'm not the most cocksure guy
But I still sure fight the good hard fight
Try as I may, try I might
I'll ever scratch this itch of mine
We've all got our vices, this one's mine
So I might not smoke but I get high
Underneath this fleshy robe lies a beast with no control
I fed it once look how it's grown
Oh my god, bring me peace from this wolf covered in fleece
I can't shake loose from its teeth
Oh my god, set me free
I have no ability to cut my leash and walk away
With every passing night my conscience lessens
And seems to pacify these guilt filled sessions
Now I'm a social pest but not yet willing
To put my laws to rest till I'm done filling these holes
I'll bet I know what you like
At least think I know what you might
And I'm not the most cocksure man (?)
I take what I get and get what I can
Lyrics submitted by equivalence, edited by colvent
"Taos" as written by Daniel Frederic Seim Brent Knopf
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The real question is: what does BOTE stand for? (Aside from that song obviously having a lot of boat references...)
Anyway, a few tiny corrections: I think he says "I still SURVIVE the good cockfight."
Also, he says "We've all got our vices, this one's MINES," a reference to the album title, which is the plural form of "mine" and not holes in the ground.
And "...set me free FOR I'VE no ability..."
Good work on "my luring--tongue!" I couldn't figure that out for the life of me.
Definitely "sessions," not "sections."
Yeah, it's about a love of casual sex, but also not being very good at it. Just stumbling into casual sex the best way he knows how. A good, honest song for us guys who couldn't utter a pick-up line to save our lives.
Couple of corrections though.
"The words that come to rest upon my luring...Tounge
Oh, ill bet i know..."
And I'm pretty sure " Underneath this FLESHY robe" although it's hard to tell. My argument is that hes talking about a monster that lurks within himself, referring to flesh as the exterior makes more sense.
Also ".. Bring me peace, from this wolf covered in FLEECE."
Although fleas is a good comedic option.
here are some lines I'm unsure of:
"I'm not that smooth, but I'm not mines (?)"
"I'll (n)ever scratch this itch of mine"
"and I'm not the most cocksure lay" (he just yells that last word strangely, I tried slowing it down and that's my best guess)
"I take what I get and get what I give (can?)"
"Im not that smooth but im not lyin" (?) Mines dosen't really make sense.
I think it is "I'll Never..." Hes talking about chasing a high
"And im not the most cocksure man
I take what i get and give what a can" That totally fits better.
I think weve gotten it pretty damn accurate :)
Ive been working on BOTE too. theres a few lines that just sound like gibberish. I tried to slow it down and EQ out the vocals but the backups seem to wash out the lead.
I was thinking it was clever play on words. Maybe that she knows he's not smooth socially but she doesn't know about his self described inner beast.
Thanks for working on this - freakin awesome song!
at least think I know what you might...
so please, show me your teeth, I'll show mine
this fucking song.
oh I'll bet I know what you like
at least think I know what you might
I'm not the most cocksure guy
but I get MORE bold with every smile (small correction)
oh I'll bet I know what you like
at least think I know what you might
I'm not the most cocksure guy
but I still sure fight the good COCK FIGHT (im absolutely sure about this one)
with every passing night my conscience lessens
and seems to pacify these guilt filled SECTIONS (talking about his dick again, methinks)
And it's "I'll NEVER scratch this itch of mine," by which he means that no matter how much he gets, it will never be enough.
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