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Spin Doctors
You said the price was final,
But you’re willing to haggle
I fold my arms and wait for you,
But you treat me like the rabble.
’Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn’t no dove, just a white pigeon.
There’s a hole in my pocket,
And there’s a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket.
Kicked in the ass and thinking
Just to never do correction,
And when it comes to the gadgets, baby,
I hope I made the right selection.
’Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn’t no dove, darlin’, just a white pigeon.
There’s a hole in my pocket,
And there’s a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket.
Atlas shrugged here on Planet Claire,
With his lead umbrella for the acid rain.
He put the Earth down, and stuck out his thumb,
And he hitched a ride out on the Freeway of the Plains.
Won’t you bury my body
By the broken dam of reason,
And when you chisel my epitaph,
Leave out the part about the treason.
’Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn’t no dove, just a white pigeon.
There’s a hole in my pocket,
And there’s a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket
I saw you sighing by your window bright,
Touch my heart to be your acolyte
Sip fire-water from the golden cup
Drinks at my bedside, as I’m burning up.
Lady kerosene, I can see the wreckage now,
Drinking gasoline, you keep on pumpin’ it out somehow.
Now I’m at ashland, baby, far away
I’m just a cinder of a summer’s day.
Lady kerosene, prometheus’ evil daughter;
You know what I mean,
I even asked him for a glass of water.
I always thought it was a gentle notion
I flew across the atlantic ocean
Rain is different there across the sea
It hits the earth a little differently
Windshield wipers keep a steady time
Crosswords among the cliffs of lime
Beyond horizon and the clouds of devotion
Comes sunset’s tendons from your crimson sun
Lady kerosene
Lady kerosene
Lady kerosene
Lady kerosene
But you’re willing to haggle
I fold my arms and wait for you,
But you treat me like the rabble.
’Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn’t no dove, just a white pigeon.
There’s a hole in my pocket,
And there’s a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket.
Kicked in the ass and thinking
Just to never do correction,
And when it comes to the gadgets, baby,
I hope I made the right selection.
’Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn’t no dove, darlin’, just a white pigeon.
There’s a hole in my pocket,
And there’s a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket.
Atlas shrugged here on Planet Claire,
With his lead umbrella for the acid rain.
He put the Earth down, and stuck out his thumb,
And he hitched a ride out on the Freeway of the Plains.
Won’t you bury my body
By the broken dam of reason,
And when you chisel my epitaph,
Leave out the part about the treason.
’Cause I thought it was love, baby,
When I kissed you in the kitchen,
It wasn’t no dove, just a white pigeon.
There’s a hole in my pocket,
And there’s a brand new ruby charm by your silver locket
I saw you sighing by your window bright,
Touch my heart to be your acolyte
Sip fire-water from the golden cup
Drinks at my bedside, as I’m burning up.
Lady kerosene, I can see the wreckage now,
Drinking gasoline, you keep on pumpin’ it out somehow.
Now I’m at ashland, baby, far away
I’m just a cinder of a summer’s day.
Lady kerosene, prometheus’ evil daughter;
You know what I mean,
I even asked him for a glass of water.
I always thought it was a gentle notion
I flew across the atlantic ocean
Rain is different there across the sea
It hits the earth a little differently
Windshield wipers keep a steady time
Crosswords among the cliffs of lime
Beyond horizon and the clouds of devotion
Comes sunset’s tendons from your crimson sun
Lady kerosene
Lady kerosene
Lady kerosene
Lady kerosene
