Very Bad Vibes
Call Me Cool
Kill your engine and park a chair
And comb my hair
I'm bored and self-absorbed
Borrow pliers to fix my teeth
I know I seem
Independant
But that's not true
My crooked teeth need you
My crooked teeth need...
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I laze away
The days and pray
That you would
Call me cool and
I said call me call collect
Until you
Stopped calling me at all
You still can't afford the calls
Cold fingers on both our hands
Tied fingers and I like it
Go get 'em
I'm here for you
But only because
It's what I want to do anyway
But I pass it off as honest love and care
So that you'll be there
When I need you there, now...
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