My Christian Name
My girl's beautiful
with two black eyes.
She doesn't get them from me;
she gets them from other guys.
I tickle her names, but she flatly refuses.
Her kaleidoscope bruises
are just what she chooses.
When we're sliding
she calls me by my christian name.
She's playing Psycho Candy
again and again.
She don't believe in sin,
and she never feels no shame.
Oh, my girl's building things
she won't let me see.
She's making mud out of me.
She's making knees for the bees.
She taught me how to curse
like the jetsam and flotsam.
Now I know how to boss 'em.
Yeah, it's pretty fuckin' awesome.
She's got no middle name
I could ever call her.
She's filling me with fever -
giving me cholera.
I wanna tell her that I love her,
but I don't want to be a bother.
Here, you, that'll be right.
Leaving me alone on a Saturday night.
Tsk, tsk, wipe off the disc.
TCB is always a risk.
You know I always get caught
whenever I want to have a wee shot.
She's got no middle name
I could ever call her.
She's filling me with fever -
giving me cholera.
I wanna tell her that I love her,
but I don't want to be a bother.
with two black eyes.
She doesn't get them from me;
she gets them from other guys.
I tickle her names, but she flatly refuses.
Her kaleidoscope bruises
are just what she chooses.
When we're sliding
she calls me by my christian name.
She's playing Psycho Candy
again and again.
She don't believe in sin,
and she never feels no shame.
Oh, my girl's building things
she won't let me see.
She's making mud out of me.
She's making knees for the bees.
She taught me how to curse
like the jetsam and flotsam.
Now I know how to boss 'em.
Yeah, it's pretty fuckin' awesome.
She's got no middle name
I could ever call her.
She's filling me with fever -
giving me cholera.
I wanna tell her that I love her,
but I don't want to be a bother.
Here, you, that'll be right.
Leaving me alone on a Saturday night.
Tsk, tsk, wipe off the disc.
TCB is always a risk.
You know I always get caught
whenever I want to have a wee shot.
She's got no middle name
I could ever call her.
She's filling me with fever -
giving me cholera.
I wanna tell her that I love her,
but I don't want to be a bother.
Credits
Writer(s): Dawn Watley, Kevin Snow, Ali Youngblood, Owen Holmes, Reginald Youngblood
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.