The Nervous Return - 144 Hours

Radio Sex Crime

Hit me in the face with a radio
I feel it
Talking to the air in the summertime
I feel her

I knock on my girl's door slowly

Melting in the heat of the midday summer sun
I love her

I open my girl's door

High like a rainbow frowning at sunlight
Slow like a sunset
I'm winding down

She's the kind to make quiver

Standing on a beach, let the water wash over me
I feel her
Crawling on my knees, she forces me to be her dog

High like a rainbow frowning at sunlight
Hype like a killer
I'm winding up

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Writer(s): The Nervous Return, Jason Muller
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