Ball Park Music - Fence Sitter

One, two, three, four!

It's the right role for my heart
I learnt the lines for the whole part
I bought the outfits and the cherry red lipstick
But the girl, she gets to me

She was a smart artist
She looks you in the eye and she kisses with her rubber fist
And it feels good (And it feels good)
Oh, I put it on red and I lose, I regret all my tattoos
I just wanna be a fence sitter
Fence sitter with you

And I admit it, it's total defeat
I tried to woo her with my two left feet
But in the poll booths, I tried to give a shit about it
But the girl, she gets to me

She was a smart artist
She looks you in the eye and she kisses with her rubber fist
And it feels good (And it feels good)
And I put it on red and I lose, I regret all my tattoos
I just wanna be a fence sitter
Fence sitter with you
Oh, oh, right

I was a dumb artist
I took a catalogue of hits to the edge of the cliff and I slipped
But it felt good (It felt good)
I put it on red and I lose, I regret all my tattoos
I just wanna be a fence sitter
Fence sitter with you

Written by:
SAMUEL DAVID CROMACK

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