I'm not sure what all this means... but it fits...
Electric Pink
by The Promise Ring
I live on a small street,
with very small shoes but in a big house,
with a big wardrobe.
I've got the whole world in my hands;
it's a small world after all.
And there's not much to say on five bucks a day,
and there's no other way,
so we're just hanging around,
for the weekend to come.
We're all hungry and dumb for Friday.
So yeah, I feel electric
Pink in the cheeks
We look like animals
seven days a week
I feel electric
Pink in the cheeks
I'm too polite
and maybe you're too brief
Please don't press that we dress,
High heels and loud shoes are a mess
Step out with quiet feet.
I'm pleased to meet;
meeting is so hard to do when you're dead.
So yeah, I feel electric
Pink in the cheeks
We look like animals
Seven days a week
I feel electric
Pink in the cheeks
I'm too polite
And maybe you're too brief
Between a wink and an earthquake there are conversations
And complications go on, on, and
On I pretend that I understand my hands
and the rest are only a test.
To be paid to be pressed when we end we will be softly kissed.
So yeah, I feel electric
Pink in the cheeks
We look like animals
Seven days a week
I feel electric
Pink in the cheeks
I'm too polite
And maybe you're too brief
What did you think
that I would be feeling?
Electric pink?
I live on a small street, stepping out with quiet feet
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