Rob the baker's at quarter-to-two
Need a cake, anything will do
Oh Lisa
Went to shop for honeymoon bed
Too much money, hammock instead
Lisa Box got married today
Old clothes on delicate skin
And the pigeons flock
On her burnt locks
On her auburn locks
They play
In the graveyard we stoop, in silence, in darkness
Need a cake, anything will do
Oh Lisa
Went to shop for honeymoon bed
Too much money, hammock instead
Lisa Box got married today
Old clothes on delicate skin
And the pigeons flock
On her burnt locks
On her auburn locks
They play
In the graveyard we stoop, in silence, in darkness
Lyrics submitted by pedraw
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