Amy Millan - Skinny Boy lyrics
[Amy Millan - Skinny Boy lyrics]
You're so miserable in the morning
Will you wait up for me?
It's sordid and I can't find my feet
And you've got lips I could spend a day with
Skinny boy, somewhere some prostitution
Some denial, some doubt, some dance
They're coming with swords
Through the backdoor
And there you are on the fence
With those lips I could spend a day with
When it's done, I'll drink champagne
To the lonely, lonely in me
Monday, Tuesday, so lonely
Wednesday, Thursday, only me
Friday, Saturday, only me here comes Sunday