Bokeh Without the Light Bulb
Come on Gina
Won't you come out tonight
Open my mind and show me a good time
Come on believe me it will be alright
Hang all your morals on the line to dry
You and I the super mild tonight
Dancing to Motown under the red lights
You take my picture but I'm out of sight
I'm just cash that you left behind
What is life?
Am I living enough?
Am I falling in love?
Or Am I messing this up?
Everybody whose had a little too much sambucca becomes a philosopher
Come on Fassina to Fumo blue
I'll go alone but can I hang with you?
Come on Long Island give me a clue
Just make it worth what I'm going through
You and I the Exeter tonight
Hot stepping Toby by the cafè blinds
You take my name but I'm out of sight
I'm climbing the roof with rick and mike
What is life? Am I living enough?
Am I falling in love?
Or Am I messing this up?
Is your skirt brand new?
How much did it cost?
Will you wear it tonight
And then pretend that it's lost?
Did you get all you wanted
In the back of the car?
Kicking the windows when they won't go up
Everybody whose had a little too much sambucca becomes a philosopher
And if you take my shirt off
And throw on the fire
Cotton going up in flames
I will kiss those lips in the middle of the street
Get clean in the pouring rain
If you take your shirt off
Dancing on the fire
Burn the rest of your life on the flames
I will wash you clean of your worries my honey
Photograph you in the pouring rain
Won't you come out tonight
Open my mind and show me a good time
Come on believe me it will be alright
Hang all your morals on the line to dry
You and I the super mild tonight
Dancing to Motown under the red lights
You take my picture but I'm out of sight
I'm just cash that you left behind
What is life?
Am I living enough?
Am I falling in love?
Or Am I messing this up?
Everybody whose had a little too much sambucca becomes a philosopher
Come on Fassina to Fumo blue
I'll go alone but can I hang with you?
Come on Long Island give me a clue
Just make it worth what I'm going through
You and I the Exeter tonight
Hot stepping Toby by the cafè blinds
You take my name but I'm out of sight
I'm climbing the roof with rick and mike
What is life? Am I living enough?
Am I falling in love?
Or Am I messing this up?
Is your skirt brand new?
How much did it cost?
Will you wear it tonight
And then pretend that it's lost?
Did you get all you wanted
In the back of the car?
Kicking the windows when they won't go up
Everybody whose had a little too much sambucca becomes a philosopher
And if you take my shirt off
And throw on the fire
Cotton going up in flames
I will kiss those lips in the middle of the street
Get clean in the pouring rain
If you take your shirt off
Dancing on the fire
Burn the rest of your life on the flames
I will wash you clean of your worries my honey
Photograph you in the pouring rain
Credits
Writer(s): Simon Mcloughlin
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