Peaches, Kim Gordon - Close Up lyrics

Look to the right look to the right
Let me get a close up let me get a close up
Look to the right look to the right
Let me get a close up let me get a close up
Are you ready?

Don't follow that patronymic
Sploogy oogy, look at that spillage
Scoop it up for the clinic
Try to keep it up in your lineage
Making me livid got no limit's
Cyni- cyni- cynic wait, wait a minute
Who were you looking at when you grew fat
You just blew that can't re do that, that

Diminish the pillage
A privilege to visit my village
Are you finished? Saw shrinkage
Your seeds aren’t coins in my mintage

Look to the right look to the right
Let me get a close up let me get a close up
On your knees roll on over
Let me get a close up let me get a close up
Are you ready?

Hormonal zone, different wardrobe
Testosterone
Blendr, Tinder, Findher, Grindr
Romance the phone
Better go home, better get stoned
Set up in the mirror for a peek of the clone
You’re a person alone with a personal loan
‘Tasha Lyonne gonna break your hip bone

Just a line of scrimmage not real but image
A vintage gimmick that you just can't mimic

Look to the right look to the right
Let me get a close up let me get a close up
On your knees roll on over
Let me get a close up let me get a close up
Are you ready?

Look, look
Looking real close and you’re showing it
Around like you know me now look, look
Pumpin’ up the lens seeing holes and
Bends you don’t own me now look, look
Close to the skin, but I never let you in
I’m a sacred cow look, look
Put away the gear
Comma come on over here let me show you how

Blink at me blink at me good
Blink at me, blink at me, blink at me
Blink at me good

Look to the right look to the right
Let me get a close up let me get a close up
On your knees roll on over
Let me get a close up let me get a close up
Look to the right look to the right
Let me get a close up let me get a close up
On your knees roll on over
Let me get a close up let me get a close up