Triggerfinger - Flesh Tight lyrics
[Triggerfinger - Flesh Tight lyrics]
Halfway between the invented and the real
Lollygagging around the streets
The light-bulb-twilight skipping in
Between your feet
You go with the flow
It’s in the clickin’ of the heels
Thank god for the weather
Thank god for the weather there’s no escape
You let the motherfucker squeal
Packed into capri pants leather
Trying to get these flesh tight, flesh tight
Human feelings right, or out of sight
Flesh tight feelings right or out of sight
You ride the golden alligator
Of glamorous display
You get a little more manic, hurray! hurray!
You’re still looking to find
You let the motherfucker spin
She’ll sneak you out, she’ll tuck you in