Folding Chair
Come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand, and there's a breeze
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies
Let's get a silver bullet trailer
And have a baby boy
I'll safety pin these clothes all cool
And you'll
Graffiti up his toys
I've got a perfect body
But sometimes I forget
I've got a perfect body
'Cause my eyelashes catch my sweat
Yes, they do
They do
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Now, I've been sitting on this abandoned beach for years
Waiting for the salty water to cover up my ears
But every time the tide come in to take me home
I get scared, now I'm sitting here alone
Dreaming of the dolphin song
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Maybe one day you'll understand
I don't want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your hand
'Til that day, just
Please don't be so down
Don't make frowns
You silly clown
Just come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand, and there's a breeze
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
There's a shadow, you can't see my
Aah-aaah-aaaah
Aah-aah-ah, eyes
Aah-aaah-aaaah
Aah-aah-aaah
My feet are buried in the sand, and there's a breeze
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies
Let's get a silver bullet trailer
And have a baby boy
I'll safety pin these clothes all cool
And you'll
Graffiti up his toys
I've got a perfect body
But sometimes I forget
I've got a perfect body
'Cause my eyelashes catch my sweat
Yes, they do
They do
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Now, I've been sitting on this abandoned beach for years
Waiting for the salty water to cover up my ears
But every time the tide come in to take me home
I get scared, now I'm sitting here alone
Dreaming of the dolphin song
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Maybe one day you'll understand
I don't want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your hand
'Til that day, just
Please don't be so down
Don't make frowns
You silly clown
Just come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand, and there's a breeze
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
There's a shadow, you can't see my
Aah-aaah-aaaah
Aah-aah-ah, eyes
Aah-aaah-aaaah
Aah-aah-aaah
Credits
Writer(s): Regina Spektor
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Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Songs
- Back of a Truck (Papa's Bootlegs, Live in New York)
- Love Affair
- Home, before and after
- Loveology
- Up the Mountain
- Becoming All Alone
- One Little Soldier (From "Bombshell" the Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
- Walking Away (Music from the Original Amazon Series "Modern Love")
- You've Got Time (chamber version)
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