Lobster

I know it's true
I know you're right
Don't you stomp me down
Don't you start a fight

I'm the lobster, stuck in a tank
Paint me rose-coloured lens, I'm naked in the river bank, yeah
I'm stuck right here
And I'm late for work

But if you got your money and work
I'm gonna get you off in the parking lot of the church
And the preacher man knows he's got confessions to make
If my friends tell me to stop
I'm gonna push 'em down, slip and slide at the sock hop

She only loves me for my pool (it's a fact)
So I drowned her in it (how 'bout that?)
How 'bout that?
She only loves me for my pool (it's a fact)
So I drowned her in it (how 'bout that?)
How 'bout that?

We only just met
On your birthday
You blow the candles, baby
I'll eat your carrot cake

You seem pretty cool
I must say
I can meet your best friends
Don't take it the wrong way

Is anybody home?
We can kiss at the red light
If you wanna mess around
I'm not obliged to be alone tonight

Even though I'm down
Might not get it up
We can cuddle if you like me enough
Or you can go do the diner, use your ex as a backup

She only loves me for my pool (it's a fact)
So I drowned her in it (how 'bout that?)
How 'bout that?
She only loves me for my pool (it's a fact)
So I drowned her in it (how 'bout that?)
How 'bout that?

I don't wanna stay too long but I'm not trying to go home
Elastic bands on my claws
I'm holding my breath for far too long
Far too long, far too long
(Hey, um, can you call me when you get the chance?)

She only loves me for my pool (it's a fact)
So I drowned her in it (how 'bout that?)
How 'bout that?
She only loves me for my pool (it's a fact)
So I drowned her in it (how 'bout that?)
How 'bout that?

She only loves me for my pool
So I drowned her in it
How 'bout that?



Credits
Writer(s): Tommy Olaes, Lewis Marshall, Booker Blud
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