Divide The Day
My Yellow Pages Girl
Is she good in bed?
I made the call at night to my yellow pages girl
She stood at my front door
Prepared to rock my world
With her green eyes
That saw through me
And she smelled so nice
She was in this to win it
It stole my fucking breath
I'm sorry Jack don't get attached
'Cause love don't come from one-night stands
She pushed me on my back
Our drinks fell to the floor
We fucked on broken glass
Which made me beg for more
No more hookers or no one-night stands. (one-night stands)
Bring the hookers to an all night jam. (one-night stands)
No more hookers or no one-night stands. (one-night stands)
Bring the hookers to an all night jam. (one-night stands)
She was in this to win it
It stole my fucking breath
I'm sorry jack don't get attached
'Cause love don't come from one-night stands
She came
She saw
She left the hit of the party. (the hit of the party, the hit of the party, the hit of the party)
I made the call at night to my yellow pages girl
She stood at my front door
Prepared to rock...
She pushed me on my back
Our drinks fell to the floor
We fucked on broken glass and it's oh so right
Unless she's good in bed
Then I'm the one
Who's innocence has been taken away
And for that I thank you
No more hookers or no one-night stands. (one-night stands)
Bring the hookers to an all night jam. (one-night stands)
No more hookers or no one-night stands. (one-night stands)
Bring the hookers to an all night jam. (one-night stands)
No more hookers or no one-night stands. (one-night stands)
Bring the hookers to an all night jam. (one-night stands)