Ooh La La

My heart's
A speaker
And every station
Is full of static
When I'm near here
She's got
An antenna
Broadcasting yesterday
In velvet technicolour

She says
My place or yours?
I say it doesn't matter
As long as when we wake up
We're dressed in one another

We collapse in a tangle of limbs
Like a record that finished playing
It still spins

Take a moment
To reflect
See her there
She's dressed for a sunset

She's got
A propeller
Pinned to the the front of her stream of consciousness
An I love you
Disguised as a coffee breath kiss

She says
My place or yours?
I say it doesn't matter
As long as when we wake up
We're dressed in one another

We collapse in a tangle of limbs
Like a record that finished playing
It still spins

Oh la la
Tarantula
No mistake
Sexual awakening
Set the tone
And score the scene
With you and me
And James Dean



Credits
Writer(s): Elio Moavero
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