Songtexte Where Do You Get Off? (Live) - Will Wood and the Tapeworms

She's got the eyes of a snake-
Loaded dice- raising stakes from a cash cow
I'll be her burn victim- hypothermic- so damn hot
Come to smiling like I blacked out in Glasgow
I woke up in the name that I wore
Last night to the sound of an empty bed
And it's ringing in my ears just like
Sweet nothings from the voices in my head
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord. Don't ask me what I mean
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord
She's got the touch of an anesthesiologist- please put me under
Because I tremble with the notion that there's something unsaid
But numb my head I'll mumble reticently I wonder how I
I woke up in the middle of my
Surgery and I watched them botch my heart
Only the second worst thing that I could've thought was
"This won't have to end if it doesn't start."
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord. Don't ask me what I mean
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord
I'll never know. I'll never know.
I'll never know. I'll never know what it's like
What it's like to love you
I'll never know. I'll never know.
I'll never know. I'll never know what it's like you
What it's like to love you
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord. Heart blue-er than my balls
Where do you get off being so God damn beautiful?
Oh lord. Just say that it's on me