Will Wood and the Tapeworms - Millie Rolls a 7 (Bonus) lyrics

Pink lemonade on autumn bomber coats
Peter Pan collars
But my daughter’s growing up
She’s gonna be a lot like me
But I don’t wanna be at all like me
Oh, yellow buzz-cuts, pulling out stingers
You’re telling me I’m holding
Up eleven fingers
And stranger things than death can happen
To lab rat girls and pretty white rabbit's

But everybody knows that, nobody knows that
Everybody’s in on everybody’s business
This isn’t my first Christmas
I know mistletoe when I see it

Baby, could you play along with me?
Baby, would that be alright with you?
And when we find out what’s wrong with me
Could you tell me how I’m right for you?
Baby, could you play along with me?
Baby, would that be alright with you?
And when we find out what’s wrong with me
Could you tell me how
Could you tell me how and
If I’m still pretty?

Cigarette burns, laugh lines, wide dimples
If they could see the future
Back when times were simple
Would they kiss your cheek or
Yank the bandage off
Let you speak or take advantage of how
If everyone’s sick, well then
Nobody can catch it
And if everybody’s different
Then nobody can match
And we’re looking through the pockets of
The hand-me downs we laid out
Wondering if we’ll fit into the
Yesterdays we played out

Everybody knows that, nobody knows that
Everybody’s all up in my god damn business
This isn’t my first kiss, it's better
To be lost than loved, now, isn’t it?

Baby, could you play along with me?
Baby, would that be alright with you?
And when we find out what’s wrong with me
Could you tell me how I’m right for you?
Baby, could you play along with me?
Baby, would that be alright with you?
And when we find out what’s wrong with me
Could you tell me how
Could you tell me how and
If I’m still pretty?

Walking bikes home with a scraped-knee
Sunset smudged across your brow
Warmer tears than you’ve grown
Used to since then
A toast to the nosebleed seats and the
Big dream sequence where you’re found
Guilty of your innocence and gently
Sent right back to bed
Everybody knows that, nobody knows that
Everybody’s all up in
My motherfucking business
This isn’t my first anything
This isn’t my first anything
Everybody knows that, nobody knows that
Everybody’s in on everybody’s business
This isn’t my first lyric
I know exactly how I should finish it

Baby, could you play along with me?
Baby, would that be alright with you?
And when we find out what’s wrong with me
Could you tell me how I’m right for you?
Baby, could you play along with me?
Baby, would that be alright with you?
And when we find out what’s wrong with me
Could you tell me how, could you tell me how
Could you tell me

Baby, could you play along with me?
Baby, would that be alright with you?
And when we find out what’s wrong with me
Could you tell me how I’m right for you?
Baby, could you play along with me?
Baby, would that be alright with you?
And when we find out what’s wrong with me
Could you tell me how, could you tell me
Could you tell me how?