Cold War Kids - Expensive Tastes lyrics
[Cold War Kids - Expensive Tastes lyrics]
Strings attached, fake eyelashes
Broke apart the piggy bank for petty cash
Sensitive sister, blush and don't stare
Watch the children squabblin' in the square
Tip my hat, low windows
Once I saw you naked
There was nothing to show
Piano plays, sonata tempo
Of all the girls in our
Class she's the most refined
I'd like to be there in the
Morning when you wake up may be pipe dreams
But come Easter we could pack up
I'd like to be there in the
Morning when you wake up may be pipe dreams
But come Easter we could pack up
I'd like to show up at your doorstep
Wearing the winter tie my neighbor tied
And meet your family, compliment cookin'
Drink the beer that your uncles are brewin'
Flat out refused to take that job
Just because i'm poor don't mean
I can't be a snob
Strawberry hair, fair freckled skin
Waiting like a creep outside cotillion
Shy expression, shawl on her shoulders
Bought this house with money
That your grandfather stole
Much too young, save imagination
Ruined an elegant girl's reputation
I'd like to be there in the
Morning when you wake up may be pipe dreams
But come Easter we could pack up
Whoa, whoa whoa, oh
Whoa, whoa whoa, oh
Whoa, whoa whoa, oh
Whoa, whoa whoa, oh
And when they ask me my occupation
I'm a prayin' man working on my patience
I got no preference, politic party
Parents take away my car keys
Mass lets out, rollin' smokes for trades
Drink my weight in coffee at the penny arcade
Rows of shoes, shelves of jewelry
Mama's dyeing her hair in the vanity
Daddy's watch too tight
Try silver spoon for size
Harder than a needle through a camel's eye
Folks gather 'round the table
Find their place
Boy if that girl don't have expensive tastes
Broke apart the piggy bank for petty cash
Sensitive sister, blush and don't stare
Watch the children squabblin' in the square
Tip my hat, low windows
Once I saw you naked
There was nothing to show
Piano plays, sonata tempo
Of all the girls in our
Class she's the most refined
I'd like to be there in the
Morning when you wake up may be pipe dreams
But come Easter we could pack up
I'd like to be there in the
Morning when you wake up may be pipe dreams
But come Easter we could pack up
I'd like to show up at your doorstep
Wearing the winter tie my neighbor tied
And meet your family, compliment cookin'
Drink the beer that your uncles are brewin'
Flat out refused to take that job
Just because i'm poor don't mean
I can't be a snob
Strawberry hair, fair freckled skin
Waiting like a creep outside cotillion
Shy expression, shawl on her shoulders
Bought this house with money
That your grandfather stole
Much too young, save imagination
Ruined an elegant girl's reputation
I'd like to be there in the
Morning when you wake up may be pipe dreams
But come Easter we could pack up
Whoa, whoa whoa, oh
Whoa, whoa whoa, oh
Whoa, whoa whoa, oh
Whoa, whoa whoa, oh
And when they ask me my occupation
I'm a prayin' man working on my patience
I got no preference, politic party
Parents take away my car keys
Mass lets out, rollin' smokes for trades
Drink my weight in coffee at the penny arcade
Rows of shoes, shelves of jewelry
Mama's dyeing her hair in the vanity
Daddy's watch too tight
Try silver spoon for size
Harder than a needle through a camel's eye
Folks gather 'round the table
Find their place
Boy if that girl don't have expensive tastes