Lyrics

I got a ciggarette
I've got time
And I've been thinking
About
When you were mine
The streets are empty, and I've got
Nothing to do
Here in the dead of night
Thinking of you

Well i'm sorry you married
Your only one
But how can you tell me I'm your
only fun
It'd be nice to think - I was
More than that
Your little musician
You personal WELCOME MAT.

Release your tensions and take my fun
Don't leave me standing with your blood on my tongue
Red lips and lolly pops - I know what you're like
Try not think about what your other lovers like

Coffee keeps the urge in me
It's early in the morning and it's too dark to see
Steal the paper from off of your lawn

I try but I can't take it
It hurts with every move I make yeah
The smell in your hair is mens cologne
Got me aching so deep in bones
But you love theres so much of it
Make me feel like your dangerous puppet
Pull my string and watch me go
you know I've always loved the view from below

It's tanqueray and tonic and hundred dollar bills
I'm trying to drown your memory with coca lines and pills
My mind is filled with dirty pictures of you
Naked and abraided with the thoughts of things we do