Tori Amos - To the Fair Motormaids of Japan lyrics
[Tori Amos - To the Fair Motormaids of Japan lyrics]
And the girls say and they still say
So I took a trip to the center
Of him in a California track suit
But, you fell too hard for
A little Deuce Coupe
But she ran off with a Nazi
And let's not forget that sea foam suit she
Put you in to see the Greyhounds
Sure they run real faster than
You ever could or will
Say goodbye to the fair motormaids of Japan
Yume no yoida wa, you said, "We're dead
Not sleeping"
The things that I would go through
To turn you back around
The laces I would trip on would
Bring on the circus crowds
The last banana hair do got
A laugh from the samurais
The things that I'd turn into to
Turn you back to me again
Summer comes and summer goes
Shells and shells and a bad girl's balm
So say goodbye to the
Fair motormaids of Japan
Yume no yoida wa, you said, "We're dead
Not sleeping"
The things that I would go through
To turn you back around
The planes that I have died on
Trade you for another cloud
The mountain biking posse that
Brought back another man
The things that I'd turn into
Watch me turn the things that I'd turn into
Watch me turn, watch me turn watch me turn
The things that I'd turn into
So I took a trip to the center
Of him in a California track suit
But, you fell too hard for
A little Deuce Coupe
But she ran off with a Nazi
And let's not forget that sea foam suit she
Put you in to see the Greyhounds
Sure they run real faster than
You ever could or will
Say goodbye to the fair motormaids of Japan
Yume no yoida wa, you said, "We're dead
Not sleeping"
The things that I would go through
To turn you back around
The laces I would trip on would
Bring on the circus crowds
The last banana hair do got
A laugh from the samurais
The things that I'd turn into to
Turn you back to me again
Summer comes and summer goes
Shells and shells and a bad girl's balm
So say goodbye to the
Fair motormaids of Japan
Yume no yoida wa, you said, "We're dead
Not sleeping"
The things that I would go through
To turn you back around
The planes that I have died on
Trade you for another cloud
The mountain biking posse that
Brought back another man
The things that I'd turn into
Watch me turn the things that I'd turn into
Watch me turn, watch me turn watch me turn
The things that I'd turn into