Electric Pink

I live on a small street with very small shoes,
but in a big house with a big wardrobe.
I've got the whole world in my hands,
it's a small world after all...

And theres not much to say on 5 bucks a day,
and theres no other way
so we're just hangin around for the weekend to come.
We're all hungry and dumb for Friday...

So yeah, I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
Im too polite and maybe you're too brief.

Please don't press that we dress,
high heels and loud shoes are a mess.
Step out with quiet feet,
and now i'm pleased to meet,
meeting is so hard to do when you're dead.

So yeah, I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
I'm too polite and maybe you're too brief.

Between the weak and eloquent, yeah, are conversations.
Complications go on and on it
ah, I pretend I understand my hands
and the rest are only a test to be paid to be pressed
when we end we will be softly kissed.

So yeah, I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
I'm too polite and maybe you're too brief.

I feel electric pink in the cheeks.
We look like animals 7 days a week.
Yeah what did you think I would be feeling? Electric pink.
yeah yeah yeah
What did you think I would be feeling? Electric pink.
yeah yeah yeah
Now what did you think I would be feeling? Electric pink.
Electric pink.

I live on a small street steppin out with quiet feet...



Credits
Writer(s): Scott M Schoenbeck, Daniel John Didier, Jason P Gnewikow, David S Von Bohlen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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