paroles de chanson Bossa Nova - Shivaree

Well I think I hate you
Isn't this fun?
You're gonna shoot
And I darling loaded the gun

I think I'm done
What train did you step off of anyway
I really don't care

I'm the luckiest girl
Gonna lie with you baby
'Cause there's nowhere else
I can lay

I'm never talking to you again
I'll go join the marines
And then I will peacefully
Sail away with some safe magazines

Did you hear what I say?
You can't fall down the stairs
Two times the same way
And I really don't care

I'm the luckiest girl
Gonna tell you I love you
More than anything else
I can see

If people were cars
I'd be covered with scars
I'll hold on to my dignity

I bought this old dress
To cover the mess
Don't take it off I don't want you
I don't want you to see

Stop singing that song
I'll stand hard like a tree
Yeah, you make me sick

You red razor nick get your hot hands off me
Maybe you're from the moon
Sensibility tells me that this is too soon
Oh, my bones are bare

I'm the luckiest girl
Yeah, and I want you baby
More than anything else
More than anything else
More than anything else
In the room
More than anything else
In
The
Room