but now we're even Pick a window 'cause now you're leaving I used to owe you but now we're even Pick a window Pick a window Pick a window
Translation: Flotsam And Jetsam. Pick A Window.
Eleanor Rigby Picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream, waits at the window Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by
You's a put together gimmick, somethin' like a collage. Since you're putting on a show you gon' get the applause -- Clap clap with your frame like a fucking
as it seems Maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano All I know is I love you too much to walk away though Come inside, pick up your
Away, away, oh, away, away This feels like the coldest day in a hurricane Looking through a glass window And ya screaming to the top of yours lungs And
, I felt like smashing my face Through a clear glass window But instead, I went out And smashed up a phone booth around the corner I never had a chance
kick me when you know I'm down, baby I've got my reasons but you're cherry picking love grenades Throwing them at me again Don't let me see you with a
enough And you've called a hundred times, but I'm not picking up 'Cause I'm so mad, I might tell you that it's over But if you look a little closer
And a glass of Momma's sweet tea This ol' holler's got a way of makin' friends She'd never seen a glowin' field of fireflies Or the twinkle of a star in a
twenty seven hard ones Not in a windowed room, but in a barred one While his wife had tears in her eyes The man is a hero, he needs a Nobel prize But
what I did with the raw Pick a time, let's pick apart some stores Pick a weekend for freakin' for figure fours I figure frauds never hit a lick before
a showcase What if I could paint a picture You could be my Mona Lisa Baby you?re a work of art And just when I thought I had her Baby girl picked her
on this bitch like a spa massage we all know your last name is what got you a job you use to put together gimmicks something like a collage since you
vu Mr. bartender you will kick me out and the blonde girl in the back you'll put your tongue down my mouth and the greaser in the jacket's gonna pick a
thing a lil? different tonight You gonna come over and pick me up in your ride You gonna knock, then you gonna wait Ooh, you gonna take me on a date
it seems Maybe that's what happens When a tornado meets a volcano All I know is I love you too much To walk away though Come inside Pick up your bags
't stay long Standing here feeling like a love struck Romeo All I wanna do is hold you close and steal a little more time Is that such a crime? Sweet
