Chris Murphy - 60's Trousers

I swear she's a roller coaster
And right now I'm rolling down
Get excited when she rolls up
I'm screaming, knowing she can't hear a sound

All I said was I'm yours
Come on, could you sound any sillier
Well my dear of course
I'm stuck, talking in the mirror
All I said was I like
That shirt, your wearing
And your whole look tonight
Flowers on your blouse, 60's trousers, now I'm staring

I swear she's a roller derby
The circles she's got me spinning round
Come on over and act all flirty
Then go on home and shut me out

All I said was I'm yours
Come on, could you sound any sillier
Well my dear of course
I'm stuck, talking in the mirror
All I said was I like
That shirt, your wearing
And your whole look tonight
Flowers on your blouse, 60's trousers, now I'm staring

I think I'm gone out of town now
I hate myself for letting time run out
Well you're gone out of town now
I think I think then you're going back to

I think I'm gone out of town now
I hate myself for letting time run out
Well you're gone out of town now
I think I think then you're going back to

I think I'm gone out of town now
I hate myself for letting time run out
Well you're gone out of town now
I think I think then you're going back to

I think I'm gone out of town now
I hate myself for letting time run out
Well you're gone out of town now
I think I think then you're going back to

Written by:
Chris Murphy

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