The Dead Milkmen - Plum Dumb lyrics
[The Dead Milkmen - Plum Dumb lyrics]
Stands there on the corner
Got raspberry jeans
Waiting and watching, oh God, here he comes
Pulls up beside her in his sporty machine
Rolls down the window and hands
Her a bag of plums, plums?
"Eat them, " he tells her
"They'll make ya feel great"
She hops in the car and he steps on the gas
She says
"Can't you drive faster? It's getting late
Just a wee bit faster, you're
Not going too fast, " oh
Freeway, riding down the freeway
Cruisin', now she's really cruisin'
When the plums take affect
Yes, the plums suddenly juice her mind
She is no longer a nervous wreck
Now her nerves are blind, but she feels fine
"Oh, I feel great, " she says
But he already knows it
'Cause she's fingering his hair
And she's biting his toes
She's really plumbed out, and in her eyes
She shows it she says, "Hey
What's the hurry? Let's drive more slow"
Moisture drips from her edible lips
And as he looks into her eyes
He is quick to realize
That he'd better pull over before
He gets to Dover
'Cause if he really wants her, now
The time is wise
Freeway, riding down the freeway
Cruisin', now you're really cruisin'
When the plums take affect
Yes, the plums suddenly juice her mind
She is no longer a nervous wreck
Now her nerves are blind, but she looks fine
She's plum dumb plum dumb
Plum it, plum it, plum it, plum
It, plum it, plum it, yeah
Got raspberry jeans
Waiting and watching, oh God, here he comes
Pulls up beside her in his sporty machine
Rolls down the window and hands
Her a bag of plums, plums?
"Eat them, " he tells her
"They'll make ya feel great"
She hops in the car and he steps on the gas
She says
"Can't you drive faster? It's getting late
Just a wee bit faster, you're
Not going too fast, " oh
Freeway, riding down the freeway
Cruisin', now she's really cruisin'
When the plums take affect
Yes, the plums suddenly juice her mind
She is no longer a nervous wreck
Now her nerves are blind, but she feels fine
"Oh, I feel great, " she says
But he already knows it
'Cause she's fingering his hair
And she's biting his toes
She's really plumbed out, and in her eyes
She shows it she says, "Hey
What's the hurry? Let's drive more slow"
Moisture drips from her edible lips
And as he looks into her eyes
He is quick to realize
That he'd better pull over before
He gets to Dover
'Cause if he really wants her, now
The time is wise
Freeway, riding down the freeway
Cruisin', now you're really cruisin'
When the plums take affect
Yes, the plums suddenly juice her mind
She is no longer a nervous wreck
Now her nerves are blind, but she looks fine
She's plum dumb plum dumb
Plum it, plum it, plum it, plum
It, plum it, plum it, yeah