Ginger, Red (Rubberband Man)

Ginger, get in my bed and we can figure things out
Ginger, you're in my head and I, I need you out
Ginger Red, you can scream, and you can kick, you can shout
Ginger, babe, you can toss me, pick me up, throw me down

Ooh, ooh
I've got too much stretch like a rubber band

Ginger, give me a break, I know the way things will go
Ginger, lend me your hands, we've got our tickets to the show
Ginger Red, you can take off all my lazy clothes
Ginger, babe, I would freeze before I let you get cold

Ooh, ooh
I've got too much stretch like a rubber band
Too much stretch like a rubber band
Too much stretch like a rubber band, my

Oh, my
Oh, my
Don't leave me again
Oh, my



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Writer(s): Sam Smith
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